|November 19, 2003|
So Joe's playing Army Men. If you haven't seen this thing, basically, you play as green plastic army men, and you wage war against the tan plastic army men on battlefields consisting of the back yard, the kitchen and the attic.
In Davis Square the other day, I went to Family Dollar for toothpaste and toilet paper and I saw, for a buck, a bag of green army men. So last night when he went to the bathroom, I put real army men all around the desk. On the speaker, on the remote, the CD stack, the mail. All pointing their guns at him. Then I went back to my book (okay, it's not a BOOK, I'm reading a collection of Calvin and Hobbes cartoons, okay?!) and waited for him to come out of the bathroom and laugh. At the army men. See because like, the video game has...the...army men so the real ones...uh...do I have to explain why it's funny?
Joe came out of the bathroom and picked up the Playstation control. Resumed play.
Like an hour went by.
He didn't see them.
"I can't believe he doesn't see them!"
Okay, from my vantage point, it looked like a small army had swarmed the desk.Tiny little green machine-gun guys and rifle-guys cast tiny little silhouettes on the TV screen, across which swarmed-- digitally-- tiny little green army men, controlled by The Big Kowalski, battling over what looked like a kitchen floor.
Jeez, talk about singular focus.
Yes, he finally saw them. After I'd taken Calvin and Hobbes to bed and almost forgot about them myself, from the next room there came a loud "Where'd these army men come from!?"
It's still funny to me.