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6 years ago
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Okay, my brother has finished salvaging stuff from our condo and he's finally gotten his story straight.
Most of my books are okay. Instead of hundreds, I lost hopefully only a couple dozen. My miniatures are okay. One day when I'm ready to sell those, I'll unleash the last regiment of unseen mechs upon the world.
My massage table is fine. But my bolsters were ruined by black mold. My computers weren't thrown out with the trash, so maybe I'll get the hard drives back after all.
I had a huge collection of DVDs. Mostly science fiction and fantasy, including some cult favorites. A beam from upstairs had fallen through the ceiling and speared the boxes they were in. Then water dripped on them for three weeks. Throw in some more black mold and we're done.
Don't talk to me about Hulu.
My brother gave some of my kitchen stuff to his girlfriend as a thank you for helping. Weird one there. I had a heavy cast iron pan meant for making hush puppy like goodies i had ordered by mistake from Amazon she fell in love with. She also wanted an ice cream maker I never got to use because my brother bogarted the freezer space in the refrigerator. No big deal.
My trademark London Fog jacket is at the cleaners. Here's hoping it's fixable.
Now we're working on getting me to Austin to join my other brother and his family. I'm sick and tired of Las Vegas. The last thirty years has been like a loveless marriage. It's time to move on and get in a few years of happiness before I die.
Most of my books are okay. Instead of hundreds, I lost hopefully only a couple dozen. My miniatures are okay. One day when I'm ready to sell those, I'll unleash the last regiment of unseen mechs upon the world.
My massage table is fine. But my bolsters were ruined by black mold. My computers weren't thrown out with the trash, so maybe I'll get the hard drives back after all.
I had a huge collection of DVDs. Mostly science fiction and fantasy, including some cult favorites. A beam from upstairs had fallen through the ceiling and speared the boxes they were in. Then water dripped on them for three weeks. Throw in some more black mold and we're done.
Don't talk to me about Hulu.
My brother gave some of my kitchen stuff to his girlfriend as a thank you for helping. Weird one there. I had a heavy cast iron pan meant for making hush puppy like goodies i had ordered by mistake from Amazon she fell in love with. She also wanted an ice cream maker I never got to use because my brother bogarted the freezer space in the refrigerator. No big deal.
My trademark London Fog jacket is at the cleaners. Here's hoping it's fixable.
Now we're working on getting me to Austin to join my other brother and his family. I'm sick and tired of Las Vegas. The last thirty years has been like a loveless marriage. It's time to move on and get in a few years of happiness before I die.
The DVD collection is going to be hard to replace, but not impossible by any means (I had four different versions of 2004's Dawn Of The Dead which I was studying to improve my screenwriting skills).
Aside from not knowing the fate of some small items, I came out pretty much okay. And I got my wish that my brother would experience what it was like to pack and move a household in the dark (everytime I helped him move in the past, it would be by myself and in the dark because he had the power turned off).