Last Sunday, while waiting for a lovely dinner to be made, Jeff and I watched the “abridged” version of The Return of the King (abridged being skimming over the homoerotic Sam and Frodo moments). When a work becomes abridged, scenes and lines will stand out that may not have otherwise.
One line in particular has had a profound effect on this week’s raconteurism.
Gandalf, with the idiotic hobbit on his pretty horse, gallops away. His steed, known for it’s swiftness (sneaker-free) is instructed:
“Run, Shadowfax and show us the meaning of haste”
You can start small with this , which we did. Request dinner – “Show me the meaning of satiated”. But, being us, it’s gotten a bit out of hand.
Two classics from today:
1) Context – I am writing relatively cryptic emails to Jeff. This is causing unneeded confusion and frustration, demonstrated as follows.
“TOOL! Show me the meaning of Philips!”
2) Context – The afternoon is slow going. As I am working a later shift, I still have 3 hours to go; I describe these as “painful”.
“Like 3h of shallow stabbing of a kebab skewer into my chest. Show me the meaning of hypoglycemia!”
What makes that even better is that he cannot possibly sit, thus poor Legofax will never know the true meaning of interlock! Moreso, he will be shown the meaning of nearly being sliced in half through the spine!
LEGOFAX! yes! *pump fist in air with joy*