Anyway, he looks in the door, and pipes up with "Hey, can we use that cool, pointy sword that's hanging on your wall?" OK, we know I used to collect blades (probably still would if I could afford to). Hanging on the wall next to my desk, though, is a cheap plastic thing I found at the store last Halloween, and just thought was neat lookin'. in fact, the only reason it's hanging there at all was that I sorta absent-mindedly hooked it on one of the thumbtacks that holds up my Sonny Chiba poster one day.
Now, it's not worth anything, but I didn't want to start a trend, so I told him no, sorry. He just said "OK" and we closed the door...a few seconds later, I see him outside the window with a friend, pointing it out, and from the expression on his face, obviously telling his buddy how cool it was. Made me damn near want to change my mind.
Of course kids love me. I still collect toys, too.
