He landed with a unceremonious sloshing jostle of loose equipment strapped over looser belly flab. Calculators, dead printed circuit boards, painted styrofoam, and Velcro strips were strapped haphazardly around his short, flabby frame. He wore what looked like a silver colander with soldered-on kitchen appliances over his balding head, and a single red laser pointer was welded to one side and turned on, its feeble pencil beam ejecting from the cheap mass of trash and recyclables as if trying to escape it. A long segmented tail made of linked PVC tubing stretched behind him, supported by thin fishing wire lines which were strung from the two erect hollow aluminum tubes with blinking light bulbs."I ... AM ... ARMORY!" he bellowed out. "AND I HAVE BEEN... CHALLEN-N-N-N-NGED!" He said this last word with a little too much vibrato.The three supervillains just stood and stared slack-jawed at the ridiculous man.Arnold struck a pose of might and power, which just looked silly on a short, fat. He once, out of the blue, took Walker to the first game of the first World Series that the Royals had been in since before I was born. It was a night game and Walker sat between Bulldog and the mayor. I imagine they had good seats.They saw an inside the park home run which, as Walker has told me 1517 times, is rare. Walker couldn’t remember a word the men with him in the box seats said, but that game is etched in his little brainpan. Bulldog gave him a baseball autographed by the guy who hit that home run. Whose name I never can remember.So I knew I would do whatever it is that Bulldog asked. It would be fair, proportional to my talents. And maybe even appropriate. Perhaps even legal. I reached for a pen.He didn’t shake his head no, but sent out some sort of signal. I put the pen back down.“Hotel Phillips. Room 707. Two men, you know one of them, 3 o’clock tomorrow afternoon.”“Okay.” I was waiting for some guidance, some perspective, some ... something.He gave me a half salute and was.
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