Had I known I'd also be housing a KISS lunch box (where did that come from?), I'd have asked for rent. This discovery is almost enough to make me stop going through your stuff. But not quite.
Showing posts with label KISS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label KISS. Show all posts
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Love Guns
Oh H.
Had I known I'd also be housing a KISS lunch box (where did that come from?), I'd have asked for rent. This discovery is almost enough to make me stop going through your stuff. But not quite.
Had I known I'd also be housing a KISS lunch box (where did that come from?), I'd have asked for rent. This discovery is almost enough to make me stop going through your stuff. But not quite.
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Destroyer
I'm a Trekkie and proud of it. We're an easily mocked group. But you know who's not mocked nearly enough? KISS fans. And count H among them.
She fell into the KISS resurgence about 10 years ago: there were the albums, t-shirts, stickers, and God help me, action figures. (And it's always confused me: what does KISS do that necessitates drum missiles, bass battle ax or space sled?) And those figures went everywhere with H, and were proudly displayed in her bedroom and bathroom. It was cute, from a certain point of view.
She stopped short of officially joining the KISS Army, but only because she couldn't afford the premium membership.
She fell into the KISS resurgence about 10 years ago: there were the albums, t-shirts, stickers, and God help me, action figures. (And it's always confused me: what does KISS do that necessitates drum missiles, bass battle ax or space sled?) And those figures went everywhere with H, and were proudly displayed in her bedroom and bathroom. It was cute, from a certain point of view.
She stopped short of officially joining the KISS Army, but only because she couldn't afford the premium membership.
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