Toy Fair in February was the usual craziness, with the usual suspects joining me at the trade show.
I did get a huge surprise when I got back home and saw Steve (my landlord) and was telling him how it went. He explained to me after 15 years he was going to need me to move out, since the baby had arrived they need to have someone stay down in my part of the house to be a babysitter basically. I told him I would need some time to get everything together, then realizing I could not afford to live on Long Island with my meager income I would look to Florida. So I got a little help from some Funatic Friends and we packed up over 300 cartons of Funko,
So Goodbye New York !!
Not before one more trip to CT and Wild Bill's though in May.