Lori Borgman finds the funny in everyday life, writing from the heartland of the US. Now, if she could just find her car keys...
Our columnist Lori Borgman wonders how household objects manage to get Hall of Fame status.
Last week we visited a Baseball Hall of Fame. It was a grand slam. I hope you didn’t miss the baseball humour in that last sentence. The Baseball Hall of Fame was loaded with photographs, memorabilia and statistics of baseball players who set amazing records. It even had instructional videos demonstrating ways to improve your game.
I watched all the tips and now have complete confidence in my batting stance. I’m not saying I could hit a ball, but at least I now know how to stand.
My brother-in-law recently mentioned passing the RV Hall of Fame. An RV, recreational vehicle, condenses everything a house has – kitchen, family room, bedrooms, bathroom – into a large box on wheels. Instead of leaving home to go somewhere else, you basically go somewhere else and take a miniature version of your home with you.
It is understandable how an athlete with great physical skills and accomplishments gets into a hall of fame, but how does an RV qualify for a hall of fame?
I would nominate an RV for hall-of-fame status if an entire family travelled coast to coast and the kids never fought for a window seat.
Maybe RVs are nominated to the Hall of Fame for the number of miles travelled, most miles per gallon or the fewest arguments between drivers and spouses.
Awarding inanimate objects hall of fame status is a fascinating concept.
I think most of us own a thing or two that belongs in a hall of fame.
What woman doesn’t have a pair of shoes she’d like to nominate to a hall of fame? Mine were from 20 years ago and felt like I was walking in clouds.
The husband has a sports jacket in a rough, scratchy fabric in a big, loud orange plaid print that dates back to his college days. He is banned from ever wearing it, but he would tell you that it belongs in a hall of fame.
We had an air conditioning unit that should have been sent to a hall of fame. When a technician came out to look at it in its final days, I told him it had been installed long before we moved here – back in 1976. He gave me a look of disbelief and went out to check the unit. He came back shaking his head and said, ‘You’re wrong, lady. It was installed in 1974.’
Twice we have driven past the World’s Largest Museum of Vacuum Cleaners, which is first cousin to a hall of fame, but both times it was closed.
I would NOMINATE a Recreational Vehicle for HALL-OFFAME status if an ENTIRE family travelled COAST TO COAST and the kids never FOUGHT for a WINDOW SEAT
As someone who has spent a good deal of my life vacuuming, I can’t help but wonder what marvels might be in a vacuum cleaner museum. We recently took another trip in that direction and intended to stop, but changed routes at the last minute and bypassed it.
The disappointment that permeated the vehicle was felt by – absolutely no one. Except me.
I’ll always wonder.