Chancellor Palpatine: ”Anakin, I’m appointing you to be my personal representative on the Jedi Council.”
Anakin Skywalker: “Me? A Master? I’m overwhelmed, sir. But the Council elects its own members. They will never accept this.”
Chancellor Palpatine: ”I think they will. They need you, more than you know.”
Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith
I have yet another reason to love Star Wars. Without it there would have been no need to sell those ridiculously heavy replica light-sabers – the ones made with a metal base and a glass “beam”. If I were without this weighty piece of Star Wars memorabilia, I would currently have no clean clothes. For how else would I be able to unclog the laundry chute?
OMG Laundry Chute! I forgot that the house I grew up in had one of these. How did we ever unclog it without light sabers? I remember my arm getting stuck in there more than a few times while pushing a damp towel clump down to the basement.
Thanks for the memory-jog!
Had to stop because I love your name. Also, tell me more about this thing called a laundry shoot. I have to CARRY my laundry in a basket up and down the stairs. Good to see another mom blogger.
Frankly, the laundry chute is what sold me on this house. It was ugly outside (faded yellow and white aluminum siding) and even uglier inside with 97 different shades of nasty green all through it. Lime, chartreuse, hunter, emerald, olive, fern, kelly, seafoam and teal. You name it that green, we had it – often in the same room.
BUT it also had solid hardwood floors under the cupboard, the original 1949 kitchen and – stop the presses! – a laundry chute going from the 2nd floor straight to the laundry room in the basement.
Yeah, I pretended to check out the other “features,” such as the largest collection of butt-ugly wallpaper, four layers thick in places – Thanks Mabel! – but that was just a ruse. The laundry chute had reeled me in.