rare, or expensive batmobiles, but I can safely say that I have more batmobiles than the average person. I nearly freaked out this week when I found out that one of the current happy meal toys at McDonals is, in fact, a batmobile. I promptly forked over the $1.69 for the toy.
The Batmobile pictured in this blog is the only batmobile I own that was not given to me as a gift or purchased by me. This Batmobile was built by my dad and I in the early nineties for a Cub Scout pinewood derby race. My dad cut out the pieces. I sanded, painted, and glued the pieces together. I must have been 9 or 10 years old. This particular Batmobile reminds me of my childhood. It reminds me of my dad. It reminds me of all of the things we acomplished together, and the feeling he helped instill in me to think I can acomplsih anything I put effort into.
Danni and I have been thinking a lot lately about the things that we accumulate in life. People don't stay here forever, and they leave behind everything that they can't take with them... which just happens to be everything.
One of my closest friends has donated all of his clothes, save two shirts and two pairs of pants. You can literally set all of his belongings on a couch. In a way, he makes me feel like a schmuck, with my house, cars, cell phones, Nintendo Wii, etc. but I know he doesn't mean to make me feel like a schmuck. He won't condemn me either, saying that though we have different approaches to money and possessions, neither of us are wrong.
Exchanges like these (not to mention our trips to developing nations) help me think twice before spending money on anything that I want. Not to say that I never purchase things that I want, because I do, but I think about it more than I used to. Parhaps that thought changes my actions to some degree.
I probably won't stop slowly making additions to my batmobile collection, but if I had to sell them all, the pinewood Batmobile is the only one I couldn't part with. Keep an eye out.
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