Up until a few days ago I really didn't know... nor did I really care... what was going on in the world of totally gay toy robots.
I still have no idea what prompted me to go online to Captured Prey and order some of the recent shit that arrived.
So. Somehow I ended up with more pieces of crap to sit on a shelf collecting dust.
But back to the point I was going to make but didn't...
My life is in a very very different place than it was years ago when I started into this robot thing of ours. There hasn't been anything fun in this, outside of a few friends I've met, for a very long time. The internet forum trolling and such was kind of fun when I was 28 and all but by 38 it was just annoying and I really couldn't stand putting up with it.
If you ever read my posts you know that I'd really had a love-hate relationship with this waste of a hobby for many years and thankfully, the Transformers movies totally gave me the opportunity to get my out-of-control toy habits under control.
Those movies toys are some of the ugliest shit I've ever seen and I can thank Hasbro for allowing Hollywood to take the thing in that direction because it really killed my interest in collecting toys as well as the fiction.
Now I've been trying to get ready to get rid of the toys for over 3 years now. The move from the House of Love III (with the huge Attic of Love) to the House of Love IV in 2007 coincided with the movie killing my interests in this shit and I kind of limped along and then just didn't care any more.
Well... the past 18 or so months have been very soul searching for me in my real life and has resulted in my being about 6 weeks away from having an approved home study right now
What the hell does any of that mean?
Well... simply put... I've been focusing my life on getting ready to adopt children.
Yup! When 2011 is over with there is a highly like chance that I'll have a family.
Now you are probably saying to yourself "what the fuck does this have to do with goddamn toy robots" or something... but in a weird way, for me, not having gotten rid of all this plastic baggage is tied to the adoption.
See... I'm looking to adopt siblings. Very soon 2-3 boys (or possibly boys and girls) will form a brigade that I never had thought would happen to me.
And this may sound stupid... but if I end up with boys the right age... who like Transformers... well... having gotten rid of all of this before the adoption would possibly have been one of the saddest things in the world.
There's a really good chance that very soon I can share these 2600+ stupid robots with kids who can enjoy them like they were meant to be enjoyed.
Imagine that. Toys to be played with by children.
So. Who knows. I may be into this thing of ours again and be able to share my loves and hates with my sons.
Hell... I may even taken them to a Gay Robot Convention some day. I may actually like all of this again.
So... I can only imagine how awesome it will be to play with Victory Saber and Black Fire Convoy with my kids.
And that... well... that actually matters to me.
I'm going to let my love-hate thing continue and see where it goes. And maybe one day my sons and I can make fun of some Transformers fans at a con that are annoying the shit out of us. (Oh. And totally make fun of Furries too!)