Sunday, March 24, 2013

here comes trouble

I just played this game of Trouble with my young nephews. This board is the same one that was in our playroom when I was a kid-- it's dated 1975; the 80s were my playroom era-- and a thousand pops later, it still works and has all its pieces. The plastic bubble is dingy and uncleanable, but pops with the same alacrity it always did. Sometimes it's not just some random vintage object that gets me excited-- it's a piece to which I connect specific tactile memories, and I guess this was one.

And the cookies? Not really a connection here, except that cute chicks can create their own kind of trouble.

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