Today, my first-year advertising class and I went to Toad Hall Toys in the Exchange District, so students could learn more about the place in preparation of writing their first ads for a real-life client.
OK, it was also to have fun and play with toys. So sue me.
Visiting Toad Hall Toys is one of the great experiences in the Exchange District and life; the class arrived together shortly after 11 a.m., and I staggered out alone just before noon with $65 worth of toys, books, and candy.
What happened over the course of that hour is now a hazy blur of sugar and fizz; were it not for these photos I found on my iPhone, the entire experience might be lost to history:
Publish or perish? Try publish and pig out!
Being dwarfed by puppets beats being puppeted by dwarves.
Dear diary. Excuse me - where was I, diary?
You should never wind up a monkey.
You should never wind up a student.
Squirrel Nut Zippers?
No, Geppetto. There is another.
I'm sorry, I can't hear you - there's a banana in my ear.
Do these taste like fish on porpoise?