a well-worn trope found far from it's natural habitat

[the_siobhan]

You know those scenes in movies or tv shows where an individual is the team badass and they have to go into a meeting where they are not allowed weapons, and they just starting taking knives out of everywhere? Boots, sleeves, pockets, bags, vests, hidden in their hair, and the scene just keeps on going while the stack in front of them gets bigger and they just continue to take pointy objects out of increasingly improbable places?

Going through Darrell's stuff has been a lot like that.


...


(This is not a metaphor, I now own a rediculous number of knives.)

Comments

[greylock]

(This is not a metaphor, I now own a rediculous number of knives.)

I submit you own a *ridonkulous* number of knives.

Especially if most are weapons and not food prep.

[the_siobhan]

He was talking about dropping some coin on a really good quality kitchen knife, which is funny now that I'm up to my shins in left over weapons.



(Funny in a sad way of course, but I'm trying to focus on the good parts about having memories.)

[greylock]

I'm sure that's the best approach.

But, an expensive kitchen knife is too good to use as a weapon (except a weapon of circumstance)... It's actually too good to use. Until you do, and chip it.

[kalmn]

When we were cleaning out my dad's house, my sister and I would alternatingly stop and turn to each other and say "Hey, do you need any router bits? I think I might have a few you could have!" (At the end of cleaning and organizing the basement for the estate sale, we had an entire table full of router bits. Full. Oy.)