Day 19: Pinball, Old Toys, A Greasy Spoon

It took me nineteen days to get to my favorite point in the summer where I completely lose track of what day of the week it is. I spent most of the morning thinking it was Friday.

Nope. Not Friday. Tuesday.

Charlotte and I took off this morning for a store I hadn't been to since last summer. Since then, Vintage Villains has moved to a larger location down the street and has apparently grown significantly from a merchandise and business standpoint. There is just so much to see in this store that will appeal to the pop culture junkie in anyone. Just off the top of my head, I saw everything from a boxed Pee-Wee's Playhouse playset to the home edition of Remote Control I had when I was a kid to multiple Castle Grayskulls and Snake Mountains.


The real sweet spot of Vintage Villains seems to be their selection of video games spanning just about every system platform you can imagine. My first stop was the rack full of Atari 2600 cartridges.


So with all of this in mind, you'd think that I emptied my wallet and maxed out my credit card. Really, though, I didn't buy anything. Seriously. Although the selection of merchandise at Vintage Villains was out of this world, the items I would have been interested in buying were a bit overpriced. A common Atari title for $6-8 each? I'll pass.

Don't get me wrong, though. This store is amazing and was well worth the 40 minute drive if for no other reason than to hit their free-play arcade. Charlotte and I knocked out a few games of Pac-Man pinball and Super Pac-Man before we left.


Outside, we definitely had to stop and snap a picture with the giant Hulk inside the store's window so we could show Mason when we got home.


As we were leaving Vintage Villains, we happened to notice the store next door -- actually, next door and down a flight of stairs. I wouldn't call it a flea market but I wouldn't call it a resale shop. It was something in between the two. Either way, we couldn't go home empty handed so we were happy to find a few "treasures" here. Charlotte found three seashells while I picked up a few records for super cheap -- a fun Chipmunks album, a Willie Nelson album I didn't have, and the full LP by the folks who do "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer".

Commence jealousy.


It was lunch time by this point and we were close to a place I had been hearing about from a friend for a long time. No doubt we were headed to Mike's Grill.

 

This place was amazing. It was the kind of place that I would never get away with eating if my health-conscious wife had been along for the ride. You have the option to eat inside but we opted for the curbside service. ("So, dad. They bring the food to your car?!")

I'm pretty sure my wife would not have approved of our lunch selections which included a bunch of fried food and sugary drinks. No fruits. No vegetables. All awesome.

 

Following such a nutritious meal, a treat was in order. So we shared a chocolate milkshake, too.

Dad of the year, right here.

The Summer of Tim continues...

4 comments:

Rich said...

oh man those MOTU playsets were awesome! How much were they asking? Reading about your lunch I was reminded of that car commercial where the dad keeps telling the kids "don't tell mom!" lol. I've officially stolen your idea by the way on my blog!

TL said...

Quite honestly, I didn't check the price on those MOTU sets.

Either way, WELCOME TO SUMMER!

Derek Ash said...

FINALLY checking out the Summer of Tim after getting your tweet the other day… sorry it took me so long!!! I will be retroactively reading the other 18 days of your summer and reacting with the appropriate levels of shock and awe.

SUMMER OF TIM FOREVER!!!!

TL said...

HA! I'm flattered, Derek...
Too, bad it was cut short last summer...