While I'm on vacation I am reposting some old posts. Some because I find them amusing and some because I like to look back and realize how my life has changed since I started this blog six years ago. The memory of this post can still make me giggle out loud….
Remember Spinal Tap? Of course you do. Remember the scene where they're singing Stonehenge and a huge model of Stonehenge is supposed to drop down but their manager got the size wrong and it's a miniature version and…. Well, if you haven't seen it—or even if you have—-watch this clip:
I think I've mentioned before that when Ernie and I saw Spinal Tap one hot summer afternoon at the old Co-Ed Theater in campustown—the only other people in the theater were the roadies for the band Accept….and they didn't laugh once. Not even once.
Side note: God I miss hair metal. Sigh.
Anyway.
A couple of weeks ago I woke up feeling rather bleary and when I got downstairs Owen assaulted me, begging to order a gun he found on eBay. He begged and begged, assuring me he'd saved up enough money from his allowance. I tried saying 'later, let me wake up' but it soon became obvious to me that it was one of those times as a parent when you're just going to cave…. Later I told my friend Linda about it when we were discussing the ongoing 'do we let our kids play with guns' issue. As I told her, "God help me but I ordered a gun with a bayonet off of eBay before breakfast today." She's been waging the 'my children aren't going to play with guns' battle much better than I have—-except when my kids corrupt hers. Whoops.
So I ordered the gun, got Owen off to school and I ate breakfast. Later I received the confirmation and it said it was coming from Hong Kong and would take over a month. Hmmm. So we've been waiting and waiting and WAITING for it. The other day we bought a new patio umbrella since ours had gone sailing in the wind and gotten broken last year and when Owen came home from school and saw it wrapped up on the porch he starting yelling, "MY GUN, MY GUN." So you get an idea of the scale he was thinking, right?
Yesterday I came home from work and he just wordlessly held the gun up in front of him. I sort of gulped and said, "oh honey, it's not as big as I thought it would be."
COMMENTS
Well I don't think Owen is going to be able to hurt anyone with that gun. I had such a good laugh over this photo and the emotion that goes with the story.
HA,HA, HA, HA, HA! I can't stop laughing, sorry, poor Owen!
I can't stop laughing either. Beautiful.
Oh man, I'm laughing my butt off and I didn't even need to watch the clip–which is about my favorite scene in the whole movie. The look on his face is priceless!
Thanks for brightening up my evening–that's hilarious! And well-written. Great timing. I really enjoyed Spinal Tap (amazing that it works musically, too). Subsequent films of that genre just don't quite have "it". I wanted big hair around 1980. Probably because of Queen and other hair bands.
Don't tell Owen, I laughed sooooo hard on this one!! Poor disappointed guy. It made my rainy day.
Hard to believe, I know, but I've never seen Spinal Tap. Came close a few times but it didn't happen. I need to rent it ASAP.
So very funny about the gun. You'd, um, have thought the price tag would give some clue as to the size…!? Poor Owen.
Oh my god. I laughed so hard [sorry Owen]–I almost choked. It's just too much like a lot of things in life. High expectations–crushing reality. Maybe this will send Owen off on a new collecting hobby???
And how could someone NOT laugh, watching Spinal Tap? It's quintessential humor. Oh well. I guess there's a lot of humorless people in this world. Like almost everyone who attends a Tea Party rally!