Sarah got me a little webcamera for use with Skype. It’s pretty sweet. But as I prepared for yet another trip to Ohio (by the way, I’m in Ohio again), I had to find a place for it in my carry on and I didn’t want to damage the camera. I was looking around the house for a box. The one I ultimately found was the one that my distortion pedal came in.
As I checked to see if the camera would fit inside, I chatted with Brian who sat on the couch.
Mike D: “Sweet! It fits. Although the people at the security checkpoint might wonder why I’m bringing a distortion pedal onto the plane”
Brian: “Obviously, Air Guitar”
HA!
what happened to the box that it came in?
Good question. The original ‘box’ was one of those way annoying plastic containers that are near impossible to open and then are eternally sharp and likely to rip your skin to pieces.
I hate that type of packaging.
Next time I should probably knit you a webcam cozy.
Brian rocks.