...Eatonville, NJ to be exact, we took Mr. S to his first toy convention. With T's love of action figures and comic books and toys in general and his being a professional part of the toy industry, these conventions are a permanent part of my life, like it or not. But even though T and I don't share a love of comic books and sci-fi films, I still enjoy going to toy shows with him. And one of the reasons I love him so much is his nerdy love of these things. I don't know anyone else who knows every word of dialogue to the first Ghost Busters movie, nor all the trivia that goes along with it. And there's something really cool and wonderful about a grown man reading comic books and Star Wars novels.
This morning we met up with a bunch of T's co-workers in South Jersey and wandered around the Sheridan Hotel looking through out-of-package 80s toys. S dressed in his Spider-Man pajama top and an old Spidey mask from Halloween.
We met up with Darth Vader, who force-choked me into taking this photo:
And everyone had a fun time. S scored a Star Wars Goober Fish and an old Tongue Lashor (from He-Man), and Mr. T bought a Star Wars Dewback that one of his friends and fellow co-workers sculpted when he worked for Hasbro.
I walked away empty-handed but really adored this old Masters of the Universe record player.