There are only three moments during the evolution of TLS that I had friends or a girlfriend take an actual photo of me signing a contract.  These three moments were life markers, measuring my belief and my believed stations of critical magnitude for TLS.  The first photo is when I signed the Hasbro contract.  “Proud” lacked definition compared the feeling I had.  It was pure joy, wonderment, disbelief – as if I was awarded a movie roll on the next Leonardo DiCaprio blockbuster.  “Who, me!?”   When

"La-dee-dee-la-dee-da!"  Spring is here!  The flowers are blooming, the leaves are sprouting, dogs and cats are tap dancing, jackets are being stowed away, a fresh new batch of short sleeve shirts are making it to the top of the wardrobe heap, socks are coming off revealing some pale loafs that once resembled feet, and folks like TLS™ are clearing space in their warehouse for a new batch of Action Vinyls™ goodness.  In order to do so, we need to create an awesome sale.  Just so happens said space is being occupied by rem

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I was in 8th Grade in 1987.  Reagan was eating Jelly Beans and forgetting his words, Ollie North was up on Capitol Hill testifying/lying in front of Congress on all the backend arms deals and subsequent insurgence funding for coups d’états in Central America, “Welcome to the Jungle” was blasting out of everyone’s Walkmans, Tony Hawk took asymmetrical skater hair to zeitgeist levels, John Hughes couldn’t make a movie that sucked, T&C Surf Design dominated the backs of every teen and preteen rocking dayglo Zinka and a sweet p

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