…live bait vending machines. I don’t need any bait in the foreseeable future, but man, I love the idea that right now at nearly midnight, I can go to the nearby bait vending machine to get night crawlers or crickets or whatever I need in a bait emergency. That’s a beautiful thing to ponder.
I also get excited about vending machines that take credit cards—they had those in a few places in Downtown Disney, and I was pee in my pants giddy over that…because it never fails that when you’re dying, parched, miserable, you’re either five cents short of the change you need for a cold drink or the bleepin’ machine won’t take your dollar bill. Hallelujah for those machines that will sell me an overpriced Dasani water or Diet Coke with the swipe of a card.
I also get pretty damn excited about vending machines with M&Ms in them, but that’s mostly because I can always get excited about M&Ms 24/7, even if there is no vending machine involved.