I finally ran out of room on my desk to display the vinyl. One could say that that would be a great time to stop buying, but no. That just means you have to bring them out to the main office, knock off the corporate leaflets, and spread em all out on our faux mantle. WNYMedia has never looked so trendy.
It all started Friday when Kirk from work was grinding into me (not that kinda grinding... I wish) about how he found out that I already owned the secret santa gift that he had bought for me. he tosses the bag at me and inside is a Christmas Labbit. I explain to him I can never have enough Labbits, and later that day I spend 30 minutes talking with my department trying to defend why I collect vinyl to begin with... I guess a actual crack addiction would make more sense to them.
Anyhoo, I'm twittering all this madness to Beth at Hero, and she tells me they have something for me at the store.... I show up and she hands me a box all wrapped in brown paper and ribbon. I doubletake when I notice the name on the card says "Nae Nae." Wait a minute, no one knows that name 'cept my mother. Whaddaya know, said "Mom" on the card too.
First off, my mom is a lunatic, completely out of her mind at times, and I love her for it. The free and open disclosure of my baby name to anyone I could do without, but it's too late for that. As I Open the box, Mark explains how she called Hero and explained how she was "Buffawhat's mom," and that she wanted the Cactus Pups set for her son and if they could arrange it. They agreed and inside was the whole set from Tokidoki and StrangeCo, albeit blind boxed. Fortuned smiled and I opened a complete set; they are so cute, and so tiny.
Well, those 7 filled up my punch card, so I scored a free blind box, and picked up another Pets and Owners Monsterisms. These guys are heavy and a bit awkward, but they really are fun to look at.
Just as I figured I could get out of hero without dropping a dime, Mark plays his trump card. He walks over to the Heatherette toys, and starts talking about how they ordered them on a request and wasn't sure if they'd sell. He points to the cowboy with the gold hat and unicorn stick horse.
- "Hey look, its like a little Buffawhat action figure, these are right up your alley!"
I try to give him my most indignant look and flailed to defend whatever shreds of heterosexuality I pretend to possess, and I couldn't. The Heatherette's are little club kid figures, modeled after designers Traver Rains, Richie Rich, the fabulous trannystar Amanda Lepore, and others. I started opening boxes till I filled my next card, and grabbed another Monsterism. The extras I sent to Angel, who kee'd over Lepore.