May 03, 2005

Trash-uchet

This past Sunday I went to my parents' house to help out with some yardwork, since they know what a nature lover I am. I had the priviledge of clearing branches and old wood, and bringing them to the curb. Pretty monotonous, but at least I got to meet this nice man, Mr. Brickman.

The eyes follow you

He watch approvingly while I did my thing. Until trouble hit.

As some of you may remember (or even had the distinct honor of experiencing first-hand), a few of my co-workers and I had a catapult-building contest a few years back. (man, three years later and that still sounds nerdy). It was originally slated to be an annual event, so I decided to keep mine when tossing was over. Since the local catapult storage facility was full, I stashed my disassembled seige machine behind my parents' shed. Fast-forward three years later, and I've been assigned to clear out that very area.

With no scheduled catapult contests in sight, and the Turks kept safely at bay, I really had no reason to hang on to it. So with a heavy heart, I brought it to the curb.

Disassembled

I was very sad. So was Mr. Brickman.

He cried gravelly tears
Posted by Kevin at May 3, 2005 01:06 PM
Comments

Mr. Brickman kinda scares me...

Posted by: Bill at May 3, 2005 02:57 PM

Noooooooooooooooooo!!!! Say it ain't so!

You better hope the Turks don't read your blog.

Posted by: CDog at May 3, 2005 03:28 PM

Slow news week, eh Kev?

I kid, I kid. Delightful story. I predict Mr. Brickman will become the new Wilson.

Posted by: Jen at May 3, 2005 10:37 PM

Slow? Slow??? Getting rid of the trebuchet ranks at one of the most traumatic experiences of my life. It was like a child to me. A big, wooden child that I kept behind the shed.

Posted by: Kevin at May 4, 2005 09:17 AM

Ahhhh, funny stuff :)

Posted by: CDog at May 5, 2005 03:21 PM

Kev,
I seem to have mis-placed two skateboarding ramps, two Luke Skywalker Action Figures, a trampoline, a hockey net, and 137 hockey sticks. Were they behind the shed by chance?

B

Posted by: B at May 9, 2005 06:48 PM
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