Today on the Tony Knowles Coastal Trail it was cloudy with a chance of Pikachu. The pilot of the above helicopter was charging extraordinary large sums to tourists obsessed with Pokémon Go. This was troubling to every couple I almost mowed down on the trail because they were searching for invisible monsters while their dogs and children obliviously enjoyed the beautiful Anchorage weather. It was about 70 degrees, warm enough to bake me in the costume I’m considering renting tomorrow. What could be more fun than running through a crowd of people looking down at their cell phones when you’re are professionally dressed as a Pikachu?
This is the gold standard which I will rent if available.
This is adorable but probably difficult to run in considering someone may try to tackle me.
This next guy is actually labelled “Sexy Pikachu” in the costume listing.
His figure is very similar to mine so I am starting to feel a little sexy. But given that both of these are probably outside my budget I may have to resort to this next costume, which costs about $30 to buy. They wanted $28 dollars to ship it which is common for Alaska if also stupid. I could run easily in it, wear it to bed, maybe even to work and possible carry candy to throw at people in case they chased me.
I read on Facebook, (I know, not a reliable source, but who needs reliability for these kinds of things), that there were about 100 people milling around Town Square Park in downtown at 11 pm last night. They were playing Pokémon Go. I thought we had posted extra police to contain that kind of thing? Maybe they were police?
Who am I to question this fanaticism? I baked 7 pies this month just so I could have something to look forward to. It’s not like I’m any more mature than these folks. I threw a water balloon at my roommate yesterday and I’m 56 years old. He wasn’t even outdoors. He was sitting at the kitchen table! I haven’t been blogging lately because I don’t have anything important to say but that doesn’t stop anyone else.
May your world be full of monsters that only you can capture. I was informed that there was a Pigeot or Pigiotto in my kitchen for a short time this morning. My roommate, who does not have a smart phone, was able to capture it even though he felt emasculated by having to watch a similar monster prance around across the street.
The sky may be grey tomorrow but wonderful monsters will fall from the sky and people with funny brains will be out to meet them along with some nut dressed like a Pikachu.