Today’s adventures:
May. 4th, 2006 11:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stoopbeckI had my first real day back at work since Christmas break. However, apparently every single one of my muscles has decided to atrophy during my work hiatus, because my God, did it hurt to work today. All I was doing was ripping dead pansies out and replacing them with marigolds and dianthus and adjoradum and begonias, but wow. Wowie zowie.
Then, when the heat became crazy and it was time to go home, we discovered that in the hubbub earlier [Mom had a tour, and just before her tour was set to go, the wedding planner arrived with tents and flowers, and it was a madhouse] Mom had accidentally locked her keys in the car. So Doctor Bud and I tried to jimmy the lock with a coat hanger while Mom called AAA.
Doctor Bud: Now let’s just try this little thing right here, I’m pretty darn sure it’ll work, someone broke into my car last month, ripped both the locks out with a crowbar. Hehehehehehhh! *jimmies window with wire furiously* I'm an old car thief! Eheheheee!
Alex: ...
Doctor Bud: Let me try every key on my keyring on this lock on the off chance that one of them will fit perfectly, even though none of these keys are anything near the make and model of your car. Eheheheheheee! *jimmies keys*
Mom: Well, this is getting nowhere. I called AAA, it’s going to take at least four hours for them to come over. The police are sending someone, but it’s not likely they’re going to get it open. Alex, you stay here and show the policeman which car it is.
Mom and Doctor Bud: *drive off to break into our house to find another car key*
Alex: *gets distracted by an awesome lizard smackdown*
Motorcycle Cop: *pulls up, scaring both lizards and Alex with ridiculously loud engine*
Confusion: *ensues, because the policeman has trouble finding the car and understanding the phrase, “just a little bit further down the road”*
Alex: Here. It’s this one. The red one.
Motorcycle Cop: Okay, you need to fill out these forms.
Alex: Um. Is it okay if it’s not my car?
Motorcycle Cop: Are you of age?
Alex: Well, I’m nineteen... no, wait, twenty, no, wait, almost twenty-one, honest. Is that fine?
Motorcycle Cop: Well, you do drive the vehicle, right?
Alex: Um. Sometimes? Maybe? I have in the past, anyway...
Motorcycle Cop: *gives long look over sunglasses*
Alex: Uh, if that’s a problem, I can go get my mom. She’s just down the road, breaking into our house to see if she can find another car key.
Motorcycle Cop: *loooong look* Okay, uh, I’m going to work on the window now.
[Time passes, in which the policeman does exactly what Doctor Bud did, except without the colorful dialogue.]
Lock: *clicks*
Alex: OH MY FREAKING GOD YOU ARE AMAZING!! YOU GOT IT UNLOCKED!!
Motorcycle Cop: ...
Alex: I mean, uh, well done. Nice job and all that. Well, since you saved the day, I’m going to go stop my mother from breaking into our house.
Motorcycle Cop: ........
[Mom and Doctor Bud pull up]
Mom: Alex! We’ve got a key, you won’t believe how easy it was to break in through your window!
Then I had graduation practice [why’d I agree to be a Marshall, again? I’ve got to be at school at 8 tomorrow, and then I’ve got to stay in Montgomery all day because I’ve got to be back for the Baccalaureate at 4-something, and then I’ve got to be at school at 8 on Saturday, and I’m wasting all of my London-packing time on school stuff. Ah, well.
The only other conversation of note took place with my brother. Gun Shy was coming on, and I had always wanted to see it, and I really wanted to seehot Michael Weatherly hot Liam Neeson a moderately serious crime drama, so we settled down to watch, knowing absolutely nothing about it.
Alex: Well, it’s got warnings for Adult Content, Adult Language, and Brief Nudity. Hrm.
Danny: Want me to leave?
Alex: Well, let’s see what the first few minutes are like. I’m only watching for Michael Weatherly. What could possibly be that bad in the first few minutes, right?
Danny: Naked flame-throwing zombies?
Alex and Danny: .....
Alex: Dude. That would be awesome. I’d totally watch.
Danny: Me too!!
Of course, in the first few minutes, there were gold-painted naked women running and screaming, a naked Liam Neeson trussed up and served up on a platter of watermelon with an Uzi up his arse [no, for real] and people getting shot violently and blood and gore and Mitch Pileggi.
However. No naked flame-throwing zombies, and I personally feel that the movie suffered for the lack of them.
Then, when the heat became crazy and it was time to go home, we discovered that in the hubbub earlier [Mom had a tour, and just before her tour was set to go, the wedding planner arrived with tents and flowers, and it was a madhouse] Mom had accidentally locked her keys in the car. So Doctor Bud and I tried to jimmy the lock with a coat hanger while Mom called AAA.
Doctor Bud: Now let’s just try this little thing right here, I’m pretty darn sure it’ll work, someone broke into my car last month, ripped both the locks out with a crowbar. Hehehehehehhh! *jimmies window with wire furiously* I'm an old car thief! Eheheheee!
Alex: ...
Doctor Bud: Let me try every key on my keyring on this lock on the off chance that one of them will fit perfectly, even though none of these keys are anything near the make and model of your car. Eheheheheheee! *jimmies keys*
Mom: Well, this is getting nowhere. I called AAA, it’s going to take at least four hours for them to come over. The police are sending someone, but it’s not likely they’re going to get it open. Alex, you stay here and show the policeman which car it is.
Mom and Doctor Bud: *drive off to break into our house to find another car key*
Alex: *gets distracted by an awesome lizard smackdown*
Motorcycle Cop: *pulls up, scaring both lizards and Alex with ridiculously loud engine*
Confusion: *ensues, because the policeman has trouble finding the car and understanding the phrase, “just a little bit further down the road”*
Alex: Here. It’s this one. The red one.
Motorcycle Cop: Okay, you need to fill out these forms.
Alex: Um. Is it okay if it’s not my car?
Motorcycle Cop: Are you of age?
Alex: Well, I’m nineteen... no, wait, twenty, no, wait, almost twenty-one, honest. Is that fine?
Motorcycle Cop: Well, you do drive the vehicle, right?
Alex: Um. Sometimes? Maybe? I have in the past, anyway...
Motorcycle Cop: *gives long look over sunglasses*
Alex: Uh, if that’s a problem, I can go get my mom. She’s just down the road, breaking into our house to see if she can find another car key.
Motorcycle Cop: *loooong look* Okay, uh, I’m going to work on the window now.
[Time passes, in which the policeman does exactly what Doctor Bud did, except without the colorful dialogue.]
Lock: *clicks*
Alex: OH MY FREAKING GOD YOU ARE AMAZING!! YOU GOT IT UNLOCKED!!
Motorcycle Cop: ...
Alex: I mean, uh, well done. Nice job and all that. Well, since you saved the day, I’m going to go stop my mother from breaking into our house.
Motorcycle Cop: ........
[Mom and Doctor Bud pull up]
Mom: Alex! We’ve got a key, you won’t believe how easy it was to break in through your window!
Then I had graduation practice [why’d I agree to be a Marshall, again? I’ve got to be at school at 8 tomorrow, and then I’ve got to stay in Montgomery all day because I’ve got to be back for the Baccalaureate at 4-something, and then I’ve got to be at school at 8 on Saturday, and I’m wasting all of my London-packing time on school stuff. Ah, well.
The only other conversation of note took place with my brother. Gun Shy was coming on, and I had always wanted to see it, and I really wanted to see
Alex: Well, it’s got warnings for Adult Content, Adult Language, and Brief Nudity. Hrm.
Danny: Want me to leave?
Alex: Well, let’s see what the first few minutes are like. I’m only watching for Michael Weatherly. What could possibly be that bad in the first few minutes, right?
Danny: Naked flame-throwing zombies?
Alex and Danny: .....
Alex: Dude. That would be awesome. I’d totally watch.
Danny: Me too!!
Of course, in the first few minutes, there were gold-painted naked women running and screaming, a naked Liam Neeson trussed up and served up on a platter of watermelon with an Uzi up his arse [no, for real] and people getting shot violently and blood and gore and Mitch Pileggi.
However. No naked flame-throwing zombies, and I personally feel that the movie suffered for the lack of them.
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Date: 2006-05-05 04:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-05 04:55 am (UTC)I tell you, crazy things happen at my place of work. Poor motorcycle cop. :]
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Date: 2006-05-05 05:08 am (UTC)You...no graduate...this year...
You...graduate year from now?
ME SEE YOU AGAIN, YES!?
Me is sadconfused muppet.
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Date: 2006-05-05 05:27 am (UTC)I'm NOT graduating! I'm just helping out in the ceremony!
GRADUATE NEXT YEAR! NOT THIS ONE! NEXT ONE!
*pets*
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Date: 2006-05-05 05:37 am (UTC)Brain not work at 1am.
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Date: 2006-05-05 05:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-05 05:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-05 05:52 am (UTC)I think every movie ever should have naked flame-throwing zombies.
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Date: 2006-05-06 04:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-07 05:00 am (UTC)Just as long as he didn't die in the way they tried to kill Liam Neeson's character.
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Date: 2006-05-08 10:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-22 03:02 am (UTC)