Allow me to introduce Teddy, my childhood teddybear. After watching Toy Story 3 last weekend, I came home and gave him a hug. If you've seen the movie, you know why. If you haven't, you need to go see it. And take your Kleenex. I sat, surrounded by children and their mothers who strategically sat their families a comfortable distance from the literal odd-middle aged man-out sitting alone in a childrens movie, telling myself, "I'm not gonna cry. I'm not gonna cry. I'm not gonna cry." It almost worked.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Toy Story
Allow me to introduce Teddy, my childhood teddybear. After watching Toy Story 3 last weekend, I came home and gave him a hug. If you've seen the movie, you know why. If you haven't, you need to go see it. And take your Kleenex. I sat, surrounded by children and their mothers who strategically sat their families a comfortable distance from the literal odd-middle aged man-out sitting alone in a childrens movie, telling myself, "I'm not gonna cry. I'm not gonna cry. I'm not gonna cry." It almost worked.
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