Mecca

Almost 15 years ago, I somehow discovered a company called Archie McPhee. I'm not sure how, maybe from a banner ad on the internet. Anyway, I fell in love with their weird items -- such as Jesus action figures, Senor Mysterioso, and Squirrel Underpants -- to the point where I even got all my Christmas presents there one year. I was thrilled to find that they actually had a physical location, even if it was in Seattle. So I vowed back then that if I were ever in the area, I would go to the store.

Entering Seattle, thoughts of Archie McPhee loomed large. At the same time, it seemed somewhat ridiculous to make a special trip to the store, which was half an hour away from our campground. But it seemed more ridiculous not to go thirty miles when I had already traveled more than a few hundred. So on our way to the Bainbridge Island ferry, I plotted our route to take us to Archie McPhee.

I think we spent about half an hour in the store, and I was laughing for pretty much the whole time. I think the Stress Weiner set me off.

No regrets, and fond memories as I fulfilled an early adulthood dream. I only wish there were some way Michael could retrieve the Bibo alarm clock and give it to me.