Saturday night while “window shopping” for Vintage Joes on Ebay, I came across an auction for a brand new Tomahawk. I never got a Tomahawk as a kid but I knew of it’s greatness from Donald, the kid who lived across the street. Now, this particular specimen wasn’t in a sealed box, but it was however, sealed in the original plastic bags. All of it. The parts, the sticker sheet, the Lift-Ticket figure, and the instructions all sealed in the exact MINT condition as when they rolled off the mass production assembly line. I had to have it, screw the cost. I’m not a Vintage vet yet, but how many times do auctions like these come across right? a SEALED Tomahawk! it just so happens that the auction was scheduled to end at around the same time I was going to be running some errands with my kids but I had my handy Ebay app all locked and loaded on my Iphone. I had nothing to worry about right? I started counting down the minutes and finally the auction was winding down to the final seconds. I was in a bidding standoff with two other parties, with bids flying like there was no tomorrow, price be damned! All was going well until my app became non-responsive. “NO, NO, NO, NO!” was all I could mutter as I looked at the upper left hand corner of the phone screen to see “Searching….” – That’s right, I lost my Tomahawk to a spotty signal. When I finally got my signal back the toy sold for a measly 194.94$ Some lucky SOB is going to have the pleasure of assembling my Tomahawk as if it was Christmas morning 1986. Oh well, You lose some you win some.
The Bitter Taste Of Defeat