Jack of Harts

This weekend, I went to the first convention I’ve been to since the government lockdowns blew civilization up and flushed it right down the toilet. I didn’t go last fall, because I didn’t want to bring anything back home to mom. She has her vaccine now, so I felt a lot safer going out of town and back. So I got to get together with three hundred of my closest friends that I haven’t seen in a couple years. Where we got together to celebrate Transformers. The toys. Not the big power thingies. We play games (though not as many this year as those that came before), we buy and sell toys, and we talk with each other. It’s a fun time had by all. I’m glad I went. And maybe, if you like Transformers, I’ll meet you there next year.