The Glass of Awesome
I had been dragged into one of the local stuff stores, and I spent my time there wandering aimlessly, trying to balance the wooden easel I was carrying on my shoulder while my friends searched the place for things of questionable use.
Then, suddenly, there they were! Green plastic glasses, designed for pure awesome and decorated with classy dinosaurs facing each other in a show of contempt for the world at large. Ayn Rand would have fallen on her knees were she not dead, worshipping this work of art!
Since I am a grown-up, at least in theory, I kept hold of myself and made sure my expression stayed blasé as I struck an uncaring pose and declared that I would have loved those if I were still a child. Evidently, xhakhal was not fooled, for I walked out of that store with a small bag hanging from my easel.
Once I got home, I immediately started plotting, and the day after I realized that the only beverage that could ever make this Glass of Awesome any justice would be the non-alcoholic Mojito I was currently staring at! I held my consecration ritual in my new living room that same evening, and I've simply refused to use another glass in the house since.
Here's a picture of my sanity slipping:
Then, suddenly, there they were! Green plastic glasses, designed for pure awesome and decorated with classy dinosaurs facing each other in a show of contempt for the world at large. Ayn Rand would have fallen on her knees were she not dead, worshipping this work of art!
Since I am a grown-up, at least in theory, I kept hold of myself and made sure my expression stayed blasé as I struck an uncaring pose and declared that I would have loved those if I were still a child. Evidently, xhakhal was not fooled, for I walked out of that store with a small bag hanging from my easel.
Once I got home, I immediately started plotting, and the day after I realized that the only beverage that could ever make this Glass of Awesome any justice would be the non-alcoholic Mojito I was currently staring at! I held my consecration ritual in my new living room that same evening, and I've simply refused to use another glass in the house since.
Here's a picture of my sanity slipping: