I confess.....

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Heh... I confess that I get almost all of my upper body wardrobe from thinkgeek. I have everything from Ferrous Wheel to Escape Velocity to "Rays Casts" to the Wireless Signal Detector T-shirt.

I have the shock tanks, the holy hand grenade of Antioch, the Mace Windu MasterReplicas Lightsabre, and most importantly...



I confess that I have (correction: had) about 5... As well as an Annoy-o-tron 2.0.

Funny story/confession: my Physics/homeroom teacher back in high school was an eccentric guy; had some obsessive compulsive tendencies and was always ragging on his students (one kid he actually called a twit in fine print on the bottom of a test sheet), but it was always good natured and funny. We were always at each other's throats, but in a friendly way. I'd pull off ridiculous stunts like bring whole chickens and steak dinners complete with cutlery and the works and just eat them in class and stuff like that. He'd make fun of everybody in the class and conjure up test questions with me in ridiculous situations, etc.

Anyway, my younger brother was in his very class two years after I graduated, and I learned that he was still telling the stories of my 'exploits' as precautionary tales to the kids about what *not* to do in class. They all thought he was just joking about the stuff. One day, I snuck into the class at lunchtime (my brother had arranged with one of the other teachers, who knew about our plan and was very excited about being an accomplice as he was one of this teacher's rivals, to have it unlocked for me) and planted one of those buggers on the underside of one of the drawers in his filing cabinet. For about two weeks straight, every 5 minutes (as I'm told by my brother) he'd suddenly jerk up and look around the room, asked anybody if they heard anything, and when the kids just shook their heads in a typical slack-jawed manner, he'd shrug and warily go back to whatever it was he was doing. He must have thought he was going insane.

Eventually, it bothered him to the point where he was calling in an electrician to tear up the place looking for whatever the source of that noise was. He thought it was a warning device telling that there was a gas leak or some such.

*Finally*, while surfing thinkgeek.com he came upon the annoy-o-tron and instantly recognized what it was. After that, he was able to find the device within 5 minutes and immediately suspected my brother. Upon confronting him he simply informed him that it was my idea, to which the teacher contemplated this for a grand total of two seconds before shrugging and nodding his head in a knowing manner, his hindsight being 20/20.

The final punchline is this: The teacher confiscated the annoy-o-tron, but how do you think he disposed of it? He went to the teacher's lounge and stuck it in his mailbox, then just left it there for his peers to enjoy for another couple of weeks.

Money well spent, if you ask me.

I confess.. I am depressed today.

I am, too. With a side order of anxiety topped off with utter confusion. But I have some valid reasons.