Yep, women never pack lightly. I chuckle every time I see the lamps. 🙂
But our intrepid fellows will come up with a solution on Friday for all this stuff. A nice tease…
Billy Joel’s 1977 album “The Stranger” was not only his best album ever, but is the ONLY Billy Joel album I have. “Scenes From an Italian Restaurant” being my favorite on the album. But it is the up-beat “Movin’ Out” that inspired today’s comic title. I’ve moved too many times in my life and this song always reminds me of each and every move.
If you think about it… Bud moved out of his parent’s home on January 1st, and he’s lived with Jeff, then the girls, and now he’s headed to California. I hardly moved that much, so this boy has done a LOT of packing thus far in 1977! And he’ll be doing some more too. Another tease…
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They forgot the kitchen sink Byron ;>
That’s pretty mild compared to my wife!
Oh man that is so true.
We go to Canada to see my parents every two or three years or so. It’s too expensive to do it more often, and they live not only waaaaay north but also almost the entire continent west of us. 12 hours in transit with layovers everywhere they can think of. And don’t start me talking about Toronto International Airport, gateway to the USA – or “Minas Torontor” as I call it. I digress.
Typical packing session is: I put everything I need for ten days in a carry-on bag. Then I come into the living room where two carry-on bags are bulging, stuffed to approximately 125% of their rated capacity, and my wife and daughter are wrestling two huge suitcases with creaking seams into the room. The only reason these cases haven’t exploded is that there are heavy-duty ripstock nylon straps wrapped around them.
Then my wife will say: “Is there any room in your baggage for some of our stuff?”
I fail to see, even after 22 years of wedded “bliss”, why women must assume a complete change of clothes is required for every 12 and a half minutes we are away from home.
That’s all they’re taking with them? My wife would fit all of that into her 50 lb purse. 😀
It looks like the band needs a van and a roadie!
And that’s just for the luggage.
funny… this Billy Joel song was playing on the radio when I visited your site.
Lena has discovered that if she doesn’t want to carry around her gigantic back-destroying bag, everything she needs is also in my wallet.
It’s the 70’s…don’t those girls own a lava lamp?
I am sure half of that is the drum set.
I saddly pack like that…
it’d be really quite funny if they were planning on taking the fireboid out to california and the devil somehow forced them to just take *that* vehicle. 😀 ‘cept the girls would probably complain the entire way, which they shouldn’t, because they’re in a band that has done gigs and toured.
i’ve known plenty of women in bands and all of them knew how to travel light and were forced to do so since guitars, keyboards, drums, amps and fx rigs took up all space in the vehicle the band was traveling in and there was literally no room for much of anything else.
but i digress…
byron, that last panel is truly funny. 🙂 i don’t see the girls’ thousand-pound purses in that panel tho. 😉
–dee!
This is why I pack for both me and my honey. She says “but I need this and that and…” But I pack what is needed. Years of scouting teaches you the difference between what you need to pack, what you shuld pack, what you want to pack, and what you DO pack.
*laughs* So long as they didn’t pack any shoes…