Fri 2 Jun 2006
A very tall and verbose lady came from the moving company yesterday to estimate the weight of all our worldly goods. I was at work, so I only got a report from Dr. G of her tumultuous and constant monologue as she wandered the rooms, peering in closets and cupboards. I’m so sad to have missed it. Sample excerpt:
“Oh, you’re going to teach criminology? I had a client recently who was a history teacher. Like I told him, my philosophy of life is that history just repeats itself, in cycles, the same thing over and over. I don’t think it will be long until we start fighting all our wars with drones. World War III will be with drones. But really all the world leaders should get together and play Pong to solve their problems.”
June 2nd, 2006 at 10:35 am
Bummer to have missed it! And not to have taped it. Sounds like Gary’s a good recapper.
Quite a science to that estimated weight. I had to experience that a few times with the military movers.
June 5th, 2006 at 9:23 am
Two things.
1) It is a very strange experience to have someone come into your house and slap a dollar value on everything and discuss the cross-country shipment of your unopened boxes of garbage bags.
2) Her solution to world problems has already been proposed and enacted in the brilliant 1990 movie Robot Jox.
June 5th, 2006 at 11:46 am
Schuyler–
1. I take it you’ve done this before. And yes, it is weird, especially the strange embarrassment I felt surveying our stuff before she came, trying to see it as she might. Mostly I was embarrassed by the lack of real wood.
2. Pong? Really? Robot Jox is going on the queue.
June 6th, 2006 at 8:38 am
Well, not pong exactly. Actually it’s giant fighting robots, one for each country, that duel it out. They are driven by the Robot Jox. It has the best ending to any movie. Ever.