Today, my fridge decided it would (in binary code) explain to me just how depressed it feels when the radio (which is on top of the fridge) won't talk to it. I tried explaining to the fridge that the radio is just a piece of electronic equipment, and doesn't have the capacity for independent thought, and certainly doesn't have a soul. We laughed about this for while (I laughed, the fridge clicked)and we cheered ourselves up by taking the piss out of the toaster, who then sulked and wouldn't talk to either of us for hours. Sometimes, I think I should get out more. But the fridge would miss me too much.
Your fridge CLICKS? Not wishing to worry you, but think there's something wrong there.
ReplyDeleteWhen I shared a flat in Brixton I had a fridge that actually broke wind. It was actually fairly embarrassing. You'd be sitting with company in the living room, and all of sudden there'd be a large raspberry. Took a lot of quick explanations.
(It was something to do with the seal).
my fridge just says "brrrr..." and shivers. I always reckoned that was a good sign. Until your blog, that is, and the revelation that my fridge might have feelings. Am now fighting urge to wrap it up in a cosy blanket.
ReplyDeletep.s. I love your blog. Please keep it going!
My fridge just chills me beers - where did I go wrong??
ReplyDeleteHave you been on the tequila again? Your spiritual guide from L.A., the skunk, seems to have mutated into a fridge in London ;)
ReplyDeleteMy fridge "hums" but usually when its needing a good clean out!......lol
ReplyDeleteDoes anybody (how about you Tom?) can decipher what the words on the fridge say? It's driving me crazy that I can't read it.
ReplyDeleteMy fridge sometimes muse over philosophical matters. He (yes, h'es definetly male) hisses, then sighs in a low "pshhhhhh" after reaching the inevitable conclusion that he is not as fit as he used to despite being quite new.
ReplyDeletethanks, anonymous, for a new challenge! Best I can get is something like "2,682 _ _ _ _ _ is a lot of_ _ _ _"
ReplyDeleteMy little fridge passed away in July, 2 weeks before a fire happened in my building. Did it try to warn me?
ReplyDeleteI'll never know.
My fridge is half the size of yours, but has twice as many words on it. Go figure.
ReplyDeleteworking on anonymous's challenge has been very fascinating.
ReplyDelete- Googled "2,682" and discovered that that is how many people had been killed in 2008, by 31st Aug, in drug disputes in Mexico. This from the New York Times:
"Two women and two girls were among the victims in an attack in Guerrero in recent days. This month, 13 people were killed at a family gathering in the mountains of Chihuahua, including several teenagers, a 4-year-old and a 16-month-old. In all, 2,682 people have been killed in the drug war this year, including elderly bystanders, schoolchildren and pregnant women, according to a tally by a newspaper, El Universal."
- then, a rather more trivial discovery: on a hunch, entered "fridge" in google images and found that very fridge - not our Tom's at all (which should remain undisclosed - may have embryonic lyrics for another new song written across it in fridge poetry) but (drum roll...) Zack Hample's. Zack Hample calls his blog "The Baseball Collector" and "snags" (does that mean pinches?) balls from major league baseball stadiums. Thus the mystery is solved:
"2,632 balls is a lot of balls"
Wow Kaper, you surely put a lot of work in it, thanks for bringing me my sleep back;)
ReplyDeleteour fridge doesnt talk but we used to have a Buddhist toaster - just before the toast was ready to pop up it would start chanting ohm.
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