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The Eagle Has Landed...

...the furniture has not. The Russian mafia has until the 30th to deliver. I have no intention of pissing them off. They're quite wonderful to deal with if you know the rules. I’m not kidding, really. They’re very insistent that I not ship any vodka. Shipping hookers and vodka is their purview, and they don’t like interlopers. I tend to shop local for my hookers anyway.

Many of you may have heard me speak of the incredible volume of books I own. Only those of you (torin3 , technomage , starbabyf4g , blaecstan , and melvh , right off the top of my head) who have had the dubious pleasure of helping me move said books don’t feel a need to get into pissing matches over who owns more books. It’s a common SCA phenomenon to think that you do, as we are all insane bibliophiles --and I applaud us all for that -- but I assure you that unless you are tedeisenstein , I win, and I have the weight ticket to prove it.

My books came in at 4 tons. And that does not count the furniture or the anvils.

Yes, I said anvils. One of my favorite moving moments was when an enormous man picked up a tiny box and grunted, “Jeez, lady, whatcha got in here, anvils?”
“As a matter of fact, yes.”
There’s really no clever response to that.

Today, I am waiting for the second gas dude of the day (hey vikingtatter , what’s the correct title? I guess you can’t really call them “gas dudes” any more) to fix the water heater flue so we can have hot water. Finding us internet is my next task, but in the meantime, God love the residents of Austin who feel no need to secure their networks. Oo, spoke too soon, gonna have to find a Panera, dammit. At least I had pirate for an hour. Aar, matey, I’m a goner….



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Oct. 25th, 2008 07:00 pm (UTC)
I don't know as how I quite have that much sheer weight in books, what with the paperbacks and all, but I suspect that what I lack in heaviness I probably make up for in cost. And then some.
Oct. 25th, 2008 07:54 pm (UTC)
Yup. I (and my back) remember moving those books....

Edited at 2008-10-25 07:55 pm (UTC)
Oct. 26th, 2008 12:32 am (UTC)
So do Daishi and I.
Oct. 26th, 2008 04:40 pm (UTC)
Damn, that's right! I didn't forget you, just your LJ name. You and stefwithanf, who originally packed the fuckers.
Oct. 26th, 2008 06:24 pm (UTC)
Glad to help. It was fun, and I'm glad you got there.
Oct. 26th, 2008 07:04 am (UTC)
Ummmm utility worker??Dumb ass for playing with nat gas? Why the 2nd one?First couldnt figure out how to put the pieces together?
Glad you there and safe and sound and MrZ is stationary and happier.
Oct. 26th, 2008 04:44 pm (UTC)
No, not so much. The flue was installed by evil gerbils, who habitrailed it 14 feet horizontally through the attic, and the goddamned thing won't draft. Let's all die in our sleep from noxious gases, children, won't that be fun!

Mark the plumber was hawt, and a decent dude, too. Just told us how to fix it for free. Not that Trevor didn't already know, he's all but licensed, he's done so much of it for his dad's business. It was really funny watching him and his business partner jumping on the roof last night like spider monkeys, swearing like pirates.
Oct. 26th, 2008 11:19 am (UTC)
Yeah, books.

Books — or the size of one's remnant-pile (sewing). I've seen SCAdians practically get into fistfights over whose is bigger...

Oct. 26th, 2008 04:46 pm (UTC)
Re: One-upmanship
Oh, you are so right. And of course, as always, I gots a story for that, too. ;)

Moving out of Idaho, when stefwithanf and I discovered that my fabric stash consisted of 12 cubic yards of fabric, we said "screw it" and left it with Bertrand.
Oct. 27th, 2008 03:03 am (UTC)
congrats on getting there.

Anvils you say.... now you have my attention... okay, you had me at the books to be honest.

I mention the anvil as I got some help today and made my first tiny starter forge. Nows I get to hit glowing steel whenever I want too... and I have time, and coal or charcoal... and something to make if I KNOW how to make it yet.

I need sleep. Take care you...

Oct. 27th, 2008 06:58 pm (UTC)
Yep. Some Laurels can take their art on the road, teach everyone and be visible. Other Laurels get "what the hell did she get her Laurel for?" at events...

Metal Laurels have anvils. We don't lug them to events. And yet, people somehow expect us to sew our asses off, too. Unfair, if you ask me.

I also have a big ass box labeled "Proverbial Box of Hammers." Got asked about that, too.

"Haven't you ever heard anybody say, 'That boy's as dumb as a box of hammers?'"
"Uh, yeah..."
"That's the box."
There's no real clever reply to that, either. ;)
Oct. 28th, 2008 04:02 am (UTC)
"So who's that box voting for?"

"But the box didn't fall for the extended warranty scam."

"So... what's IN the box?"

"What kind of box is strong enough to hold HAMMERS?!?"

"Where'd you get a box of smart hammers?"
Oct. 29th, 2008 05:52 pm (UTC)
I stand corrected, smartass.

So, Queued, how come you didn't come up with responses to the anvil thing in the original post? What do I pay you for?

oh wait...

[of course, now I'm dying to know who the box is voting for, damn you.]
Oct. 27th, 2008 04:22 am (UTC)
WElcome to the Great State of Texas. I wish you were closer, but Z, Chum and I hope to make an event overthere in the not to distant future.

I'll admit that my personal stash of books comes noplace close to that (one of the advantages of working at a library, I just check it out) but it is going up slowly but steadily, grad school will do that.

I've got some contacts in Austin if you need help helping an ISP, cleaners/etc. Just give a shout and I'll send out an email intro. But don't forget to check at Austin Public Library. I've heard really good things about them.

Hope to see you soon,

Your little Omie
Oct. 27th, 2008 11:46 am (UTC)
"Plumber" or "gas fitter" come to mind as candidate terms.
Oct. 27th, 2008 03:17 pm (UTC)
my back is still recovering
Yes, helping my Laurel move out of Idaho was an...experience. Thorvald-R thought *I* had a lot of books until he helped load your truck.

And I still maintain that there is no such thing as "too many books."

As for the fabric we decided not to move, if I remember correctly, much of it was a candidate for your "most period garb, most hideous fabric choice" competition. I believe we packed the best of it, left the rest all to make more room on the truck for Books.

*hugz* glad you and MrZ made it to Texas in one piece.
Oct. 27th, 2008 06:51 pm (UTC)
Re: my back is still recovering
You do own a metric buttload of books. I just have more to weight me onto this earth. And that's pared down too -- do you remember the crates and crates I took to the library and used bookstore? ahahahaha

Yeah, you're right about the fabric. Most of it was gifted to me, in some misguided attempt to "dress the Laurel." Metal laurels hit things with hammers! Silly peoples.
Oct. 27th, 2008 04:16 pm (UTC)

I'm just saying.
Oct. 27th, 2008 06:49 pm (UTC)
Yeah, because you're like that and you have these creepy but awesome powers.

Unfortunately, so does MrZ. His sonic calls repel evil spirits as well as cross-dimensional aliens, and as torin3 recently confirmed, mice.

No point in keeping my Russian Mafia vodka in a psychic crystal skull if MrZ is just going to exorcise it repeatedly.
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