Thursday, September 29, 2005
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2 Comments:
it's only a matter of time before Knork comes out with a spork-type-thing with sharpened edges... the silverware business will collapse! and people who still wash dishes by hand will bleed to death and run out of spounges...
adam, as usual, your thought-provoking post really got me thinking, well, not just thinking, remembering (which qualifies as thinking in my tiny world). anyhoo, i was at a recent Nats game (ugh, Baseball = BORING!). it was during one of those (rare) lulls in the "action" when i was momentarily distracted by the large plate of nachos being eaten by the lady in front of me. not so much the nachos, but the fork (I know: a fork with nachos? so weird!) but that's not all. it appeared as if she was using a piece of authentic silverwear, like something you'd find in some of your finer eating establishments like Applebees or Chevys. We're talking quality forkage here. as you might imagine, i couldn't believe mine eyes when the lady, upon polishing off the last bits of nachos, casually threw said fork on the ground beneath her seat. needless to say i spent the remainder of the (boring) game eying the foresaken utensil wondering if she was going to forget about it and just leave it there for some fortunate soul (like me!) to discover and take home and add to their ever-expanding collection of found dinner ware. so, in a rare moment of selflessness, i decided i should tell the lady that she had dropped her fork, thinking that her gratitude, coupled with the longing in my eyes, would compel her to just give me the fork for keeps. so as i picked the fork up i was immediately struck by how light it was. wow, i thought, this fork must be made of some sort of high-tech light-weight polymer or something, like what they build spaceships out of. cool, I showed my wife my amazing discovery. she then offered up the following illusion-shattering observation: "duh, it's made of plastic, moron." d'oh! I felt like such a moron (maybe because she called me one.) Turns out she was right, the fork was just painted with shiny paint to make it look like silverware. what an awesome use of shiny paint! I thought. I immediately started thinking of things that could be similarly painted. My dog, for instance, would look like a robot-dog. rad! and my house! no terrorists would possibly try and shoot their way into a house made of silver!
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