By: Heidi MacDonald,
on 3/15/2016
By: Nicholas Eskey Welcome back to another exciting episode of “The Beat’s Weekly Toy Review & Preview! We have a humdinger of an episode today kids, as a lot of collectible figures have been announced recently. Since I couldn’t narrow my favorites down to a short list, be prepared for a longer than usual post. […]
I remember distinctly the last time I held it in my hands. Shiny, yellow, beautiful – a huge exhaust pipe rolling out the back billowing imaginary smoke as my hotrod peeled rubber and raced away topping speeds of 210 miles per hour. I set my favorite Hot Wheels car on top of my dresser one night, went to bed, and never saw it again. I’m sure there is a logical explanation – factory recall, aliens, jealous friends, Hot Wheel collecting criminals. I looked for it everywhere to no avail. Whenever I read Robert Frost’s poem, Nothing Gold Can Stay, I think of my car. It was just too good for this earth.
Did you ever lose something and it drove you nuts?
I lose stuff a lot. Big stuff, little stuff.
I had a jean jacket once. When I wore it, I was invincible. Cool like James Dean. All of my friends had them. When we felt cocky, we’d flip the collars up. In truth, we always felt cocky so they may as well have been starched. Those were the days
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By the time I settled down into a job, that jacket had lived a pretty good life and didn’t really fit into a young professional wardrobe. It hung in the closet alone. Every once in a while, I would get it out just to smell it. It had the scent of autumn, the great outdoors, cheap perfume, debauchery, friendship and youth all rolled into one. I never dared wash it, lest I forget.
Then it was gone. On a chilly night, my girlfriend took it from my closet to warm her on her way home. I married the girl, but never saw my jean jacket again.
Was she jealous of the jacket? I don’t know. There are two predominant theories:
She swears she never took it. (It’s not like I have a history of losing stuff…)
And then, there are these polka-dotted shoes she owned. I hated those shoes. Somehow, in a move, they disappeared. Although I shoulder the blame, I will go to my grave denying I had anything to do with their demise.
What happens to the stuff we lose? When we get to heaven, will there be a pile of it waiting for us? If so, I fear my pile will be huge. However big my mansion is, the closets are likely stuffed full already. Maybe when I show up, St. Peter will hand me jean jacket so I can inhale it in pure oxygen while I vroom my little yellow car across the clouds. I hope it smells the same, although they probably filter debauchery scents.
My wife can dance through the mist in her shoes I did NOT destroy.
Who knows where all of the stuff goes. One of the great mysteries of life.
The question is: does it matter? Am I the poorer for losing stuff?
Nah… Stuff is just stuff and most times, the memories are better than the stuff ever was. I never filled out that jacket as well as I remember. The collar should have stayed neatly down. But in my memory and a couple of pictures I have yet to lose, I was legendary.
By: Anastasia Goodstein,
on 8/9/2011
Clearly Snookie, the Situation, and the rest of the ‘Jersey Shore’ cast are, um, social creatures (but so are their show’s viewers. The premiere episode of season four broke all kinds of social viewing records, including the number... Read the rest of this post
By: Anastasia Goodstein,
on 4/5/2011
MTV clarifies what viewers can expect (from the O Music Awards, the net’s latest awards show that celebrates innovations in music. Look for awards for Best Music Discovery Service, Best Musical Short, and Most Innovative Artist — Lady Gaga... Read the rest of this post
By: Anastasia Goodstein,
on 2/2/2011
Mattel partners with General Mills (to include exclusive Hot Wheels pullback racers in boxes of five of its popular kids' cereals — its first such deal in five years. Each box also includes a code for kids to access the Hot Wheels Racing Circuit... Read the rest of this post
By: Lauren,
on 12/3/2010
I always enjoy doing Linked Up because it gives me a chance to reflect on how I spend my free time on the internet. Apparently this week, I was a bit celebrity-obsessed.
Kevin Bacon is his own biggest fan. [Urlesque]
A subway car that’s 97.5% RECYCLABLE! [Good]
So you want to write a novel? Maybe you should watch this first. [DWKazzie]
And in related news…NaNoWriMo is over! (2,799,449,947 words later…) [GalleyCat]
If only I could actually type this into my browser… [Next Web]
Jay Pharoah, a new cast member of Saturday Night Live, is my favorite impersonator of the moment. (Magic starts at 2:50.) [David Letterman Show]
Can you pass the Kanye West quiz? [New Yorker]
Apparently, pirating music is so last year. [Wired]
1200 Hot Wheels all at once? Yes please! [Kottke]
Justin Bieber is talented in ways you never even imagined. [GawkerTV]
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