A Little Buzz


Nessie might do more for NC than the Grand Nagus ever would. Just saying.

Yesterday, I hit McDonald’s and grabbed the latest Transformers Happy Meal toys, then I hopped the bus and stopped by Wal-Mart. For the hell of it, I toured the toy aisle; I wasn’t expecting anything much, so you can imagine how stunned I was to see a group of reissue Devastators sitting on the shelf.

Oh, there was a gasp. I also had to repress the urge to drop a few F-bombs while standing there. After forcing myself to calm the hell down, I managed to call Prime and let him know. It didn’t take much convincing before Prime heaved a sigh and said, “Sure.”

I took my time and looked over every package, as two of them had damaged corners. The other two were in better shape and I took the better of the pair. But before I popped Devastator into my cart, I rifled through the pegs of Bumblebee movie Legends class figures. I saw a pair of 70s Camaro beater Bees, a Barricade or two, an Optimus Prime. Then I spotted him.

Movie Beetle Bee. Oh yeah, he hopped into my cart quick.

I’ve often said that Bumblebee is either my guardian angel or a jinx. He has a tendency to show up after I’ve had a spate of bad days. And he picked yesterday to show himself.

Things are going to get better. Yes, it’s been absolute hell over here, but things are going to change. It’s not going to happen on its own, but it will happen. I just have to get up off my tail and help make it happen. So no more lying in bed, feeling sorry for myself. Things are going to change. For the better. A sweet little Bumblebee told me so.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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