wilwheaton

@pulp I am late to the party it looks like, but all the YESSSS

Sometimes, days like that remind me of the days my dad and I were close, and before he passed away...  When he used to take me to Boston and there was a huge Warner Brothers store filled with Marvin the Martian merchandise and his spaceship you could climb into and play with the controls, but all they really did was color in a photo via computer, which was then printed out...  That area has been turned into a food court and a big Barnes and Nobel, and when I worked in that mall when I was in college, I'd ride the subway to the stop under the mall, walk up the stairs, get my Starbucks from B&N because they were free as long as I worked at the store I worked at (Game Stop)... we got huge discounts in a bunch of places back then.  Anyway, as I picked up my iced coffee, I would die a little inside because I knew that it used to be a place of joy for me and my father as a child.  Those days also remind me of when my dad would let me skip school on my birthday, and would take me to The Roger Williams Park Zoo back in my hometown in Rhode Island.  The park around it was beautiful, and contained structures made of Roman-like architecture, and there was this tree that we always sat on with a branch that was low to the ground and drank Del's Lemonade after being at the zoo...  I believe they have cut the branch off the tree not too long ago as to not encourage kids to climb it, and I doubt I'd recognize it or the zoo anymore.  They used to let the Lemurs out on nice days, and they'd just sit on a fence where the keepers watched them, and encouraged us to pet them since they were hand-raised.  I remember feeding one.  I doubt they do that anymore.  I haven't been back "home" in like 5 years, and that was when I wasn't as sick as I am now...  I just feel like, even though my family lives there, I have no ties there anymore.  My dad's gone, my mom coddles my older sister, and I feel like a stranger there now...