kitchenwalls

Late '93

Ed, Mark and Marilyn Think about Doing the Living Room and Kitchen Walls

   Even back when Ed and Mark helped me with the Drones Room, I was thinking ahead to repainting and putting up molding in the living room and kitchen. I knew I wouldn't have Ed around to supervise because he, his roommate Jeff and Jeff's girlfriend Travis were L.A. bound to pursue brilliant careers in film. Ed's planning to move to Hollywood on Saturday morning, and all day Friday he'll be loading the moving van, so Thursday's his last night in town and Mark calls Thursday afternoon and says, "Hey, Ed and I were talking about coming up this afternoon, if we're invited" and I'm floored. So Ed and Mark showed up Thursday evening to help me pick out paint colors for the living room and kitchen. Ed was apparently no where near finished in the packing department, because Mark said when he got there Ed had a few boxes packed up, and Ed spent the evening at Ravenwood saying, "Man, I gotta get back, Jeff's gonna kill me, I still got to finish..." So I asked if we might fit dinner in our plans and Ed said "Sure!"
   First we sat down in the living room and looked over ALL the blue paint chips I had gotten from the local Home Depot. We were going back and forth with sand in the living room and Robins Egg Blue in the kitchen or light blue in both rooms since the living room looks directly into the dining part of the kitchen. Ed sat in the living room, looking over the blue samples. "Well, you don't want this one," he said. "The furniture will LEAP AT YOU when you walk into the room." I said that's bad right? "And you'll be sick of this blue when you walk in." So we decided sand would be fine in the living room. We could pick up some samples from Home Depot on the way back from dinner.
   So we go to Home Depot, which is a veritable playland for Ed. We're walking down the aisle toward the paint samples, and Ed says, covering his eyes, "Oh, don't let me get near the ceramic tiles!" We get a handful of paint samples and Ed, despite his needing to get back home to pack because Jeff will kill him, wants to look at closet doors because Travis (Jeff's girlfriend who's moving to L.A. with them) wants a particular kind. So we look over the doors and Ed says, "What time is it? Man, I need to get back." Mark says, "Let's look at the doorbell samples." "Okay," Ed says. So we go to the doorbell samples and start hitting different ones for different sounds. They were basically doorbell-soundy, except one that was a nasty BZZZ! Ed places his finger over its button and says, "Hey, Mark, what's the capital of North Carolina?" Mark says, "Uh, Raleigh?" BZZZ!
   Then we went straight back to Ravenwood after we looked at all the garden lights and ceiling lights in the lighting section and stopped by Circuit City where Ed wanted to check a mini-CD player or digital tape player or both. Ed put various sandy samples against the furniture while Mark started doing his impression of George Bush, interior decorator: "I think we need to put a chair over there--but not next to the sofa, wouldn't be prudent! It would be bad--BAD! Maybe a little...mauve." Ed picked out a sand he liked and checked them against the blue possibilities, which amused Mark to no end. "...No, not this one...no...NO! too glowy...Oh, put these two together and you got WACKA-WACKA-WACKA Seventies!"
   We finally decided on two and I still haven't bought the paint.

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