Will Bueché



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Best legal/letter boxes ever

Posted in Personal by Will on Sunday, July 31st, 2005 ~ 6pm

If you plan to ever be in a situation where you will need to know what the strongest legal/letter size boxes are, bar none, it is this one:

Paige Company’s Miracle Box

About four and a half dollars per box, but these things are double walled, double floored, and have deep lids. These can be stacked several boxes high and when you come back in a few months they won’t have collapsed under their own weight like those white boxes you find in Staples do (sad but true, those white boxes at Staples usually don’t even survive being carried from one room to another). Granted, who can afford $4.50 per box? But bookmark it just in case.

Crazy but soothing

Posted in Personal by Will on Saturday, July 30th, 2005 ~ 8pm

A mentally defective person was speaking aloud as he shopped in the Goodwill store today. He was tall so his voice carried above the heads of the many shoppers. He was repeating the same passage, but his mantra was quite delightful.

“That was the Lillies of the Lake performed at Tanglewood with the guest strings of Mao Lu, who is now touring in Europe with Leylu Bass, and we wish her well on what is surely a highlight of the program…” over and over. Impressively, he was emulating the tone and delivery of an announcer of a classical radio station. (He’d memorized the details – I myself did not and have substituted some other names.)

This man may have been repeating this bit to prevent a more stereotypical Tourette’s outbursts. Or it may have been to offset any number of conditions, because the effect was calming, even to me once I knew he wasn’t dangerous. The vocal inflections of those classical music announcers is always at ease, so removed from any worldly concerns.

Each time he said it he seemed to be honing his enunciation to perfection. If he hadn’t been defective, I’d have assumed he was a voice actor practicing for an audition. I wonder if he memorized this one today, when listening to the radio some hours ago, or if this is a passage he’d kept in use for some time?

Myself I kept quiet and spent 33 cents on three used CDs – one of which, a disc by Paul Westerberg, was appropriately titled “Come Feel Me Tremble.”

I trotted back to my car because I saw, from a block away, that a meter maidtroid was stalking the lot. I knew I’d spent a lot of time looking through those CDs. Sure enough I slid into my seat and pulled away from the expired meter while the mm was still three cars away from mine. I think he knew that he’d been too slow to reach my car, and I have an unknown person to thank for that – someone was restraining his progress by talking to him.

FYI: Reply received suggested “Your person was very likely autistic and performing a ritualized activity called self-stim which is employed as a means of self-soothing.” I think they abbreviated it as “self-stim” because “self-stimulation” made everyone blush and look at the floor.

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What year…

Posted in Personal by Will on Thursday, July 28th, 2005 ~ 11pm

I saw this comment in someone’s review of a film on Amazon.com — and I have to say I agree!

“Any movie where a character asks someone ‘What year is it?’ is a must-see in my book. “

From none to some in 26 days

Posted in Personal by Will on Tuesday, July 26th, 2005 ~ 1am

A note for my own information: Today is my 26th day of exercise (on my stationary bike with the moving arm handle thingees) …with only one day skipped due to heat and one day half-assed. But I am making this entry because after these 26 days, today is the first day I’ve noticed the first signs of chest muscles — very slight, but present even after I’ve stopped and the blood has gone down. Nothing anyone other than myself would notice, but, good for me. So for my future reference: “nothing to something” takes 26 days, when working out aerobically as I prefer to.

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