How to Stab an Inantimate Object
We'll start from the beginning (again). Said waterbed was living warm and cuddly in Glendale, Colorado, but had to be re-located to intown Denver. Not a good choice, as it had to be emptied. As stated earlier, it was a "blast-safe" bed, that wouldn't leak for the life of it. (Me, prepared with earlier mentioned paring knife), poked the poop out of it, revealing little pearls of fluff that went everywhere. So, naturally, we decided to toss it off the balcony (3 stories above) knocking the tea out of a tenants hands and causing curses from below. The mattress exploded into a gajillion little pearls of "stuff", and we headed for the hills (so to speak). That's the short story.
Now for the long story - we managed to get the bastad drained, somewhat, then tried to put it in a roller basket (from a grocery store). Not a good plan. (After it fell 3 stories, it retained enough water to make Za Za Gabor look like a 'Beauty'). Nevertheless, we tried and tried to get this stupid thing in the cart (now, how stupid is this? At 11:30 PM, we're just-a-truckin') Then, after doing the 'loading thing', we had to battle STEPS! (Who'd a thunk it?) Apparently, not us. Not only "a" step, but several... The 'buggy' went on a mind of it's own, careening down a severe slant....
THEN- after getting it 40% in the buggy, we had to pass the pool (wasn't pretty... remember all those little pearls? Yup, they were *spraying* out by now) and get to the dumpster. Needless to say, we were *covered* in little white fluffs. Then we had to lift it into the bin. (Yes, it was full... "trash day" was the next day. Then the Police showed up cuz we were making a racket outside the building (and the Guy whose tea we interrupted called them).
Okay, so anyway, the Police arrive. I'm standing *in* the dumpster, and my Friend is trying to hoist the (now ex) waterbed into said dumpster. With lights flashing, and flashlights drawn, they ask what we're up to. I only got 1/2 way through the whole account, and both Officers were doubled over in laughter. And, get this, they *helped* us get the thing into the bin. I made them astutely aware, we were getting out of Glendale, and would no longer cause a fracas in their Precinct. (The one Officer later told me that if we ever tried something like this again, call him first.... He enjoyed a good laugh and wanted to videotape it).
Jeff-
(Sadly, at 1:30 AM this morning, a Horrific fire broke out at this location. One dead, several missing. It breaks my heart knowing this structure will be demolished.... ;o( (Not a "happy time")
Btw, this was Rash's first home in Denver. Called him in Chicago to let him know. He's a bit 'crushed', but he's on the way back to Bermuda next week. Life got a "little less 'grander'"....)