Tuesday, April 3, 2007

Repairing a book

Note: As I write this (April Fool’s Day 2K7), our Internet connection is down.

So anyway, I was watching Star Wars on TV. It was supposed to be Episode IV…but it sure don’ look like any Episode IV I’ve seen. (Boy are the other fan boys gonna be pissed!) Then again, maybe it’s either of the two upcoming Star Wars TV series. I’m not sure. (Wow! Two Star Wars TV series! What’ll they think of next?)

After the screening, my brother and I drove to this book repair shop…under the bridge. (“Sometimes I feel like…Anthony Keidis.” And on that note, I think I smell a pattern here.) The shop was supposed to be located around Plaza Dilao near the Knights of Columbus building. In reality, I don’t know of any book repair shop…or bridge near Plaza Dilao. As my brother and I were waiting for the books to be finished, we spy some sort of Star Wars exhibit (Don’t ask me what it’s doing inside the book repair shop. I don’t know either.) that consisted of a multiple TV display where every TV monitor was labeled in Aurabesh…except for a TV monitor displaying the picture of a bounty hunter whose name was “_____ Hoag” written in Latin alphabet. (I forgot his first name.)

Eventually, my brother got tired of waiting and went to the car to get his portable gaming console. But “portable” it may be, it kinda huge. It’s as big as my old sound View Master. I got bored myself and I went into the shop’s office to inquire about our books. Inside the office a lady staff member informed me that they weren’ ready yet and requested that I “never come back to the office again, thank you”. (“No, I don’t believe I’m familiar with the term ‘Vyatch’” – Greg Proops in Whose Line Is It, Anyway?)