Thursday
Jul192007
Magic Eight Ball knows all
Thursday, July 19, 2007 at 04:46AM
After dinner last night, Brad and I were having a serious conversation about a big decision we're trying to make. We've been talking about it for a long time, but it's been especially intense the last few days. I know what I want to do, but he's still unsure about his opinion in the matter. So after a long conversation and continual indecisiveness, suddenly Brad said he knew what he needed to do.
He got up from the couch and returned with...
His Magic Eight Ball. Back in our dating days he bought this as a joke because we could never decide what to do. You may recall that we spent a lot of time sitting around in cars with no place to go. The Eight Ball often directed us in entertaining ourselves, but I hadn't seen the thing in many months. But here it was again to give us guidance, this time on a very important matter.
Are you really going to make your decision this way?
Yeah, whatever the Eight Ball says, I'll do it. It's always right.
To warm it up, Brad began by asking it a simple question.
Will we have fun at our friends' wedding this weekend?
CANNOT PREDICT NOW the Eight Ball said.
It must not have the power yet, we should give it a minute, Brad suggested.
He shook it for a while then set it between us, and we watched as Magic Eight Ball conjured its powers. After a few minutes, assuming the powers had been thoroughly conjured, Brad dove right in, asking it our most important question.
We both trembled with trepidation as he slowly tipped the ball over.
OUTLOOK GOOD the Eight Ball said.
This was good news to me, but when I looked at Brad he seemed confused.
What does that mean, he asked.
It means we should do it, the outlook for doing it is good.
Glad that the Eight Ball had cooperated with me, I was eager for Brad to stick to his proclamation that the magic toy knew all.
So are we gonna do it? I asked, anticipating that of course we would.
Maybe, he said. This is very helpful, I will definitely take this into consideration.
What! What happened to whatever the Eight Ball says and all that crap? If you're not going to listen to it, what's the point?
I am listening. This answer will weigh very strongly in my decision.
Whatever dude, you suck.
So that didn't help us much, but this morning I asked it if I was going to marry Johnny Depp someday and it said yes, so I'm pretty sure Magic Eight Ball knows what it's talking about.
(Also, one time my brother was pissing me off and I had finally had enough. I chucked a Magic Eight Ball at him from across the room and hit him in the eye. His face required stiches.)
He got up from the couch and returned with...
His Magic Eight Ball. Back in our dating days he bought this as a joke because we could never decide what to do. You may recall that we spent a lot of time sitting around in cars with no place to go. The Eight Ball often directed us in entertaining ourselves, but I hadn't seen the thing in many months. But here it was again to give us guidance, this time on a very important matter.
Are you really going to make your decision this way?
Yeah, whatever the Eight Ball says, I'll do it. It's always right.
To warm it up, Brad began by asking it a simple question.
Will we have fun at our friends' wedding this weekend?
CANNOT PREDICT NOW the Eight Ball said.
It must not have the power yet, we should give it a minute, Brad suggested.
He shook it for a while then set it between us, and we watched as Magic Eight Ball conjured its powers. After a few minutes, assuming the powers had been thoroughly conjured, Brad dove right in, asking it our most important question.
We both trembled with trepidation as he slowly tipped the ball over.
OUTLOOK GOOD the Eight Ball said.
This was good news to me, but when I looked at Brad he seemed confused.
What does that mean, he asked.
It means we should do it, the outlook for doing it is good.
Glad that the Eight Ball had cooperated with me, I was eager for Brad to stick to his proclamation that the magic toy knew all.
So are we gonna do it? I asked, anticipating that of course we would.
Maybe, he said. This is very helpful, I will definitely take this into consideration.
What! What happened to whatever the Eight Ball says and all that crap? If you're not going to listen to it, what's the point?
I am listening. This answer will weigh very strongly in my decision.
Whatever dude, you suck.
So that didn't help us much, but this morning I asked it if I was going to marry Johnny Depp someday and it said yes, so I'm pretty sure Magic Eight Ball knows what it's talking about.
(Also, one time my brother was pissing me off and I had finally had enough. I chucked a Magic Eight Ball at him from across the room and hit him in the eye. His face required stiches.)
Reader Comments (6)
LOL ~ The beginning cracked me up.
The end, made me sad because I know how badly you want this to work.
Brad ~ the Magic Eight Bal knows all. How can you question it? =)
Like I told Shannon last night, the 8 ball will be a large piece of the pie (I even made a pie shape with my fingers in the air, starting at the point of the piece of pie and going up to the crust.) I need to bake myself a large decision pie with butter cheese crust. Then, and only then, can I be absolutely sure, once the pie is complete with all the main ingredients (8 ball, coin toss, rock paper scissors with myself, etc.) can I know I've made the correct decision.
You know, all this with a major life decision has me intrigued. Is it a move?
This is a great post and I'm sending you lucky decisive wishes. I once agonized over choosing an apartment. It was huge and inexpensive but located over a liquor store in a slightly distant neighborhood. I felt I should take it, but couldn't commit. My brilliant friend Anna asked a very astute question: how would you feel if the decision were made for you? If you just found out it was rented? I acknowledged that I'd feel relieved. And I turned down that apartment.. I realize this is really different than your situation, but you might "pull an Anna" and see if your gut reaction is any more conclusive than the 8 Ball.
So.... you're a mean sister. I have no clue what the big decision is, but you should totally email me like we used to do and tell me all about it.
Off topic, but... How about an update on how the arm weights are doing? Do you have impressive guns yet??