Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Oh, "Hoarders"

A very NORMAL room
Saw Hoarders last week, finally.  Also Intervention for the first time.

The Bride mockingly says I'm a hoarder, because I have books heaped all over the place and have a difficult time parting with old magazines and am the worst mover anyone has ever seen, ever.  Just because when reaching for the Noxema in the medicine cabinet there may be a copy of Les Enfants Terribles or a Sergio Aragones compilation (or Doonesbury, yes, when it was good!) in the way - that's hardly hoarding!  And surely the baby will want to peruse old Interview magazines from the 80's on rainy afternoons when he's four, right?  "Daddy, what's a Tama Janowitz?" etc.  Fuck fucking Angry Birds!

Then the show itself: maybe the dude needed 40,000 lighters, did anyone think of that?  Discussing with Kyle (also someone known to keep old football cards and crap), we decided that when I go get my Ditch Witch tee shirt (see earlier post) I should also acquire three or four* Ditch Witches themselves, so we can dig trenches to put all of our junk in so everyone will leave us alone.  Yes!  A brilliant plan, this.

Also, Intervention: guy from Columbus, daughter giving him money to keep drinking, was once a "celebrity deejay" making $1250 a night...this show is excruciating.

* surely a real hoarder would want five or six!

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