The choice of gangsters in every movie from ’30’s and 40’s. Usually found in their movie set garages copied from actual crime scenes with the bulletproof limos, cutting torches, tire irons, oil drums, and sacks of cement.
She doesn’t have a clue. She needs to be careful about threatening Jeffrey. He can zap her back to her first second as a cell and she’ll have to repeat her life to this point. Talk about bored?
This reminded me of like the 6th grade when you believed the smart kids were really going to make something great for the science project, but it ended up being just a thing that sat there doing nothing.
When I was little – maybe four years old – my dad would give me a piece of wood, some nails, and a ballpeen hammer. I’d bang away, making forests, and building little houses from L braces, with roofs made of those zigzag nails. (I know they have a proper name, but I don’t know what it is.) Happy as a clam for hours.
What is the world does she know about the ball peen hammer? For that matter, how does she know anything about the ball peen hammer? Maybe that was something covered in her Weekly Reader.
After she’s what? After she’s deaf? After she’s dealing blackjack in Vegas? After she’s dean of a university? After she’s….no more, ceased to be, gone to meet her maker (changed to “meet Dr. Chapman” in the 2014 “Eric needs the money because he got sued by a Holy Grail producer over Spamalot-based royalties” tour), joined the choir-invisible, bereft of life, expired?
In H. Allen Smith’s THE RETURN OF THE VIRGINIAN, the narrator, a newspaper editor, has had a falling-out with his ex-wife and she bursts into his office (in his absence) and destroys his Royal typewriter with a hammer. The witness, a janitor named Gene Shallow, reported that “It was a ball peen. She kept turnin’ it around an’ usin’ both ends…” On a related note, I went into my little dog’s (Norwegian Elkhound) Home Depot to buy a four-pound blacksmith’s hammer. The checker asked me what I planned to use it for. “Fixing my laptop. I keep getting error messages.”
Cactus-Pete about 2 years ago
Why a ball-peen hammer in particular? A claw hammer won’t do?
David_the_CAD about 2 years ago
Well boredom is a choice, and Danae is not know for making the best choices.
KenTheCoffinDweller about 2 years ago
Danae, ball peen hammer, and a freshly dented time machine?
sirbadger about 2 years ago
Normally, Christmas day is not boring until your uncle injures himself playing ping-pong.
einarbt about 2 years ago
Hope that hasn’t anything to do with bringing said hammer into close contact with a certain friend of yours.
sandpiper about 2 years ago
The choice of gangsters in every movie from ’30’s and 40’s. Usually found in their movie set garages copied from actual crime scenes with the bulletproof limos, cutting torches, tire irons, oil drums, and sacks of cement.
sandpiper about 2 years ago
She doesn’t have a clue. She needs to be careful about threatening Jeffrey. He can zap her back to her first second as a cell and she’ll have to repeat her life to this point. Talk about bored?
Out of the Past about 2 years ago
This reminded me of like the 6th grade when you believed the smart kids were really going to make something great for the science project, but it ended up being just a thing that sat there doing nothing.
Count Olaf Premium Member about 2 years ago
A dinner date with Jeffrey Dahlmer?
Rauderi about 2 years ago
As I’ve heard once, “If you’re bored, it’s probably because you’re boring.”
Alverant about 2 years ago
So you can’t use the D-word here?
watcheratthewell about 2 years ago
riveting!
Dani Rice about 2 years ago
When I was little – maybe four years old – my dad would give me a piece of wood, some nails, and a ballpeen hammer. I’d bang away, making forests, and building little houses from L braces, with roofs made of those zigzag nails. (I know they have a proper name, but I don’t know what it is.) Happy as a clam for hours.
mindjob about 2 years ago
I hope she doesn’t hit herself in the head with that hammer
preacherman Premium Member about 2 years ago
What is the world does she know about the ball peen hammer? For that matter, how does she know anything about the ball peen hammer? Maybe that was something covered in her Weekly Reader.
vaughnrl2003 Premium Member about 2 years ago
See, if you think about it long enough, you really can find something fun to do. At least fun for you.
sml7291 Premium Member about 2 years ago
That can’t really be much of time machine… it’s not nearly big enough on the inside 8^)
JohnHarry Premium Member about 2 years ago
There we go – I knew we’d get to the heart of the matter
haasmeister about 2 years ago
I reckon ball peen is not as messy.
mistercatworks about 2 years ago
Maybe she should change her name to “Anne Wee”. :)
del_grande Premium Member about 2 years ago
After she’s what? After she’s deaf? After she’s dealing blackjack in Vegas? After she’s dean of a university? After she’s….no more, ceased to be, gone to meet her maker (changed to “meet Dr. Chapman” in the 2014 “Eric needs the money because he got sued by a Holy Grail producer over Spamalot-based royalties” tour), joined the choir-invisible, bereft of life, expired?
keenanthelibrarian about 2 years ago
A ball-peen hammer is good fro crushing toes …
Realimaginary1 Premium Member about 2 years ago
Danae’s asking for a Groundhog Day Loop.
bakana about 2 years ago
Is she going to use the Hammer on Jeffrey or the time machine?
winston5610 about 2 years ago
In H. Allen Smith’s THE RETURN OF THE VIRGINIAN, the narrator, a newspaper editor, has had a falling-out with his ex-wife and she bursts into his office (in his absence) and destroys his Royal typewriter with a hammer. The witness, a janitor named Gene Shallow, reported that “It was a ball peen. She kept turnin’ it around an’ usin’ both ends…” On a related note, I went into my little dog’s (Norwegian Elkhound) Home Depot to buy a four-pound blacksmith’s hammer. The checker asked me what I planned to use it for. “Fixing my laptop. I keep getting error messages.”