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So I’m Pretty Much Obsessed With The I-Screamer…

Friday, May 3rd, 2013

2 years, 5 months.

Dear Jack,

For the past two weeks on the way home from school, the two of us have been swinging by Walmart each day. Why?

Not because you, a nearly 2 and a half year-old boy, are zeroed in on finding a certain elusive toy, but because your 32 year-old dad is.

The exact toy I am referring to is none other than a $8.97 monster truck, exclusive to Walmart: The I-Screamer, which is an ice cream monster truck.

This basic $8.97 version is so elusive that I couldn’t even find a picture or video of him on the Internet. Oy vey!

As you know, Mater wrestles and defeats the I-Screamer in Mater’s Tall Tales.

I don’t want the big, fancy, action-packed version that costs 20 bucks or more. I just want the cheap one that is comparable in size to your favorite black one, that you carry my old Micro Machines in.

Working in the logistics side of the transportation industry, I know that most dry goods are moved out of the warehouses by the end of the month, to prepare for the new month.

So that means… the I-Screamer is waiting there in the back of the store right now; it’s just a matter of the new shipment being stocked on the shelves.

Therefore, you and I show up every single day, hoping that today is the day. In fact, today we went before and after I took you to school. No luck.

Not to mention, I’ve got your Nana, back in Alabama, as well as your friend Sophie’s mom, looking for the I-Screamer for us.

I’m trying to figure out why I’m so obsessed with getting myself, I mean, you, a monster ice cream truck that sort of resembles a crazy clown.

All I can think of is this: Back in high school, one of my favorite bands was The Smashing Pumpkins. The video for their song, “Today,” features the band driving around in an ice cream truck.

I even considered buying an old ice cream truck from one of my uncles, as my first car when I was 16. It didn’t end up actually happening, but I suppose I’ve never really let go of my love for ice cream trucks, and that was half my life ago.

Yeah, I’ve got issues.





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