Remember Who You're Asking

A month ago, Flash, knowing his dad is a "keeper of all things", asked him to send him a USB cable for his new printer. This weekend, a box arrived in the mail. It was big, and heavy. Flash dropped it on the couch and tore into it, eager to see what all his dad had sent.

As per his request, there was a USB cable. In fact, there were three.

There were two adapters, one from light bulb to outlet, one from car outlet to USB.


Velcro (for tying the three USB cords up, we suppose).

There were several Science Fiction novels.

A new cover for his ipod and a book light (which Flash can never have enough of).

One year's subscription of both Popular Science and Popular Mechanics magazines.

A couple of goodies from Happy Meals or the cereal box.

And a scrub shirt.

I'm wondering what he will get when he calls and asks for a replacement ink cartridge. I think I'm a little frightened to know.