Friday, August 17, 2007

I think I'm there


22 comments:

Libby said...

geez, ya hafta admit...calvin always has a good point!!

lime said...

LOL....i love it. i think i may be there prematurely. and i do so love calvin.

Bela said...

Oh no, I've been there for a while now! LOL!

The Lazy Iguana said...

I am actually waiting for the hip hip song "Back That Ass Up" to be on the "oldies" radio station in another 30 years.

Then I can say things like "see, when songs like this were what everyone was listening to, society was so much more civil and better off!"

TLP said...

Yeah, Libby, Calvin is a smart dude.

You have to say that Acton. You're in a lotta my stories.

Lime, you have years to go yet.

All your stories are good ones Bela!

Oh, yeah, like that'll happen Lazy. Things can't get worse. Can they?

Actually, when I was a kid, the stories downtown had elevators. And the elevators had a real, live, person who operated the elevator and called out the number of each floor. No escalators. Not at all.

Doug The Una said...

My stories had no point when I was Calvin's age either.

Anonymous said...

Ouch, that must be what my grandchildren are thinking.

kenju said...

If there is or ever has been a cartoon better than Calvin and Hobbes, I don't want to know it. That one is priceless!

Cie Cheesemeister said...

When I was a kid I was scared to death to ride escalators. I heard about somebody getting their pant leg caught and being mangled. Now I'm leery of them because I'm clumsy. I always make sure I'm very well balanced before I put my foot on the step.

Peter said...

welcome Lucy, I saved you a seat.... right up the front... I've been here for ages.

The Lazy Iguana said...

Oh I just remembered my great escalator story.

I was at the airport. As I was escorting the VIP detail to their flight there was this escalator. A lady was standing there looking at it, somewhat confused.

So she grabs the handrail, puts one foot on a step, and the other foot freezes.

So now one of her hands is going up, along with one of her feet. But the other foot is not moving because it is not on a step. And her hand is attached to the bag, which is also not moving. The woman starts to make noises.

So I step in and prop her up, trying to tell her to put her other foot on the step and just let go of the bag. But she speaks only Creole or French or something - and I do not. So I fumble for the emergency stop button and press it.

The escalator of death stops. One of her shoes is 1/2 way up already. she regains her balance and I move back.

Now here is the best part. I was on a VIP detail at the time. I was escorting the Vice President of Nicaragua to his flight. The VP picks up her bag, and the Consul General helps the lady up and picks up her shoe for her.

She never knew that the VP of another Country carried her bag for her. But I did.

Had I not been there I do not know what would have happened.

OldHorsetailSnake said...

But think of it this way: You will have somebody to listen because they don't want to hurt your feelings.

Logophile said...

I had a friend who gave me the perfect closing line when you realize you are stuck telling a story with no point.

"...so the whole system was completely different...(notice glazed over expressions and add) and then I found five dollars!"

Nessa said...

Oh, that's a good one. I feel his pain, as I have reached that place, too.

Lila said...

I'm with Doug. Most of my stories have never had a point.

Libby said...

we want actonbell stories!!

Pat said...

Welcome to my world!
Can you imagine what a deathly fire hazard those wooden escalators were - with loads of rubbish trapped in the slats and people smoking? Doesn't bear thinking about. Forget I said anything!

Anonymous said...

eh... points are so overrated.

loveloveLOVE that comic. but then i'm a huge fan of ALL things Calvin & Hobbes. oh, and in case you didn't already know it, i'm a big fan of yours, too! but that's beside the point. the "point" which was on the tip on my tongue before i bit into a piece of chocolate, is that, um, er... you get a lot of points for sharing this comic. ; )

Anonymous said...

I can remember the electric "trams"(as in San Fran.) as well. They had slatted wooden seats, and if you sat on them long enough you had a series of horizontal ridges on the back of your legs and bum.

(In the colonies 'bum' means a tramp, but here in Britland it means 'ass')

Jamie Dawn said...

Funny, but true.
We are doomed to end up droning on about the "good old days."
My kids can't understand HOW I managed growing up without a Playstation or the internet or a cell phone.

Bela said...

Pi, that's how the terrible fire at King's Cross Tube station started 20 years ago. Smoking was still allowed in the Underground and someone threw a lit cigarette butt on the wooden escalator. It was awful: the entire station went up in flames: 31 people died, masses of others were horribly burned.

Rachel said...

I never saw a wooden escalator. Haven't seen an escalator of any kind for a long time.

For each generation it changes and we have our "old" stories to tell! LOL