Musings of a Dinosaur

A Family Doctor in solo private practice; I may be going the way of the dinosaur, but I'm not dead yet.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Recipe for a Table Tower

  • Take one mechanical engineer. (Note: it doesn't matter if he then went on to law school, spent an entire career as an intellectual property attorney and just turned 80 yesterday; Happy Birthday, Dad.)
  • Process through two generations:



With apologies for poor resolution from a cell phone camera, from bottom up we have:
  1. a bottle of BBQ sauce
  2. an upside-down empty water bottle
  3. a ceramic salt shaker
  4. an empty sour cream container
  5. two coke cans
The fork never made it.

He does this all the time, as did his grandfather before him. Dejaz vu at the dinner table.

8 Comments:

At Sun Jun 22, 10:31:00 AM, Blogger Lynn Price said...

Dino, when he starts making a mound with his mashed potatoes, it's time to bring out the tinfoil hats.

 
At Sun Jun 22, 11:21:00 AM, Blogger #1 Dinosaur said...

Lynn: He made mounds with his mashed potatoes at 3; started stacking it on top of his meat and then trying to balance the vegetables on top when he was 7. This is the adult (21-80 y/o) version of the same condition.

And yes, I get it; no, Richard Dreyfus isn't knocking on the door.

 
At Mon Jun 23, 12:16:00 AM, Blogger TBTAM said...

Very impressive! Nice to see he's working mostly in non-breakables, though.

 
At Mon Jun 23, 02:45:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

My brother (age 8) once stacked eight glasses on top of the round stopper of a waterford sherry decanter.

My mother broke two glasses trying to replicate the feat.

 
At Mon Jun 23, 09:00:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

As long as he isn't juggling full syrup bottles over the carpet, then you're fine :)

 
At Tue Jun 24, 01:28:00 AM, Anonymous Nurse Bear said...

Sweet Baby Ray's! He has excellent taste in materials. (;

 
At Sat Jun 28, 05:50:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ah, yes. My daughter and son in law are civil engineers, my other son in law is a mechanical engineer. My brothers are engineers (computer/electrical and industrial respectively) and my husband, God bless him, used to be a chemical engineer. Last week my grandson, who is 3, used his Dad's screwdriver to tighten a loose screw on the switchplate in his room (aack another one). I can SO relate. And the rest of you should know that what Dino describes is PERFECTLY NORMAL in this population.

 
At Fri Jul 04, 11:48:00 PM, Blogger Elizabeth Bryant Alexander said...

Ah, beware the idle mechanical mind. My Georgia Tech inlaws find great joy in doing this in restaurants where cardboard coasters and random containers litter the table. The great crashes that are bound to occur are occasionally embarassing, but all in good fun.

 

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