Last weekend my friend Roxanne and I traveled to Phoenix for a Police collector's show. Admiral Sullivan knew we were coming and said he would drop by to check us out.
Roxanne and I were attempting to vend our priceless police collectibles (AKA crap) at the show when a slight man walked behind out tables, announced, "I'm the Admiral," and plopped down in a chair. Then without further adieu he attempted to help sell our stuff to passers by. This was when things got colorful. First, the Admiral's thought process is akin to the way he posts messages here on o.com. This somehow combined with his knowledge of physics and "stuff" and when he spoke with customers, he got distracted and the conversations often drifted. The next thing we knew, he was giving our customers detailed lectures on the metal and mineral analysis of their jewelry, talking about time compression, or telling them why no one knew what electrons really were (picture a younger version of the professor from Fringe, but more frightening). Oddly enough, he drew a crowd of cops throughout the day but they were more interested in hearing what he had to say than sending him off for a 72 hour evaluation.
Then the Admiral introduced us to Trigger, his electric horse who travels the universe at the speed of light. If any of you are old enough to remember the movie Harvey, I believe Trigger and Harvey are related.
Should any of you come to Phoenix and wish to meet the Admiral, here are some simple ground rules for your first encounter:
1. If he gives you an invisible carrot to feed Trigger, refuse at your own risk. He is quite fond of his equally invisible horse and will take great offense if you decline.
2. Do not look him directly in the eye. He may take it as a challenge and react accordingly.
3. He may offer you a drink from his flask (which smells suspiciously like a combination of whisky and hydraulic fluid). He will understand if you decline and admits it is an acquired taste.
Beyond that I suspect he is harmless if not riled up.
Roxanne and I were attempting to vend our priceless police collectibles (AKA crap) at the show when a slight man walked behind out tables, announced, "I'm the Admiral," and plopped down in a chair. Then without further adieu he attempted to help sell our stuff to passers by. This was when things got colorful. First, the Admiral's thought process is akin to the way he posts messages here on o.com. This somehow combined with his knowledge of physics and "stuff" and when he spoke with customers, he got distracted and the conversations often drifted. The next thing we knew, he was giving our customers detailed lectures on the metal and mineral analysis of their jewelry, talking about time compression, or telling them why no one knew what electrons really were (picture a younger version of the professor from Fringe, but more frightening). Oddly enough, he drew a crowd of cops throughout the day but they were more interested in hearing what he had to say than sending him off for a 72 hour evaluation.
Then the Admiral introduced us to Trigger, his electric horse who travels the universe at the speed of light. If any of you are old enough to remember the movie Harvey, I believe Trigger and Harvey are related.
Should any of you come to Phoenix and wish to meet the Admiral, here are some simple ground rules for your first encounter:
1. If he gives you an invisible carrot to feed Trigger, refuse at your own risk. He is quite fond of his equally invisible horse and will take great offense if you decline.
2. Do not look him directly in the eye. He may take it as a challenge and react accordingly.
3. He may offer you a drink from his flask (which smells suspiciously like a combination of whisky and hydraulic fluid). He will understand if you decline and admits it is an acquired taste.
Beyond that I suspect he is harmless if not riled up.
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