There's a local mover in Milwaukee that a friend used to work for that I've always loved just for their sense of humor.

Hernia Movers.

Slogan: The potentate of totin' freight.

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She didn't really think about it, it was just basically the one thing she knew how to make, so she made that, and brought it, and people were eating it, and enjoying it, and then one of her Jewish co-workers was like, "This is great, what's in it?" And then she realized what she had done.

When my cousin Jamie's kosher-observing in-laws first came to visit in us Arkansas, my mom hosted a big dinner for them. Her signature entree? A huge baked ham. And the way she cooks it, it comes out really aromatic, so everyone was sitting there eating their salads and vegatable side dishes and having their noses taunted by the thing from its centerpiece location.

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I'm trying to line up a moving company for the big relocation to St. Louis.

I don't know of any specific movers, but ClarK Howard [link] has some advice.

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[Edit: oh, goodness. Upon looking at the post after clicking, all I can think about is "this post was brought to you by the meMeME association. Head and only member: me"]

Okay, just please stop that, because you're totally wrong. It was about your friend's baby, and about your mother, and about worrying ahead over holidays.

In a couple of hours some friends of my roommate will throw her a not-really-but-let's-call-it-this-way "bachlorette party", so today's evening will be so much better than yesterday's. Things are definitely looking up.

Yay for some fun, Nilly!

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Anne, in Boston there's the company called Death Wish Piano Movers. I see their trucks on the street now and then and it cracks me up every time.

N.b. I expect they move things other than pianos too, but probably not to St. Louis.

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Thanks for the link, Ginger! It looks very helpful.

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Thanks, everybody. I really don't know exactly whether it was to be a demonstration or a partaking, and, as it's happening this Friday, I've more or less washed my hands of the thing.

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They had a detour, but no Roadblock.

Thanks. I always get those mixed up.

Nutty, I wondered the same thing about the Portugese-speaking hillbillies and Fall River. It seems a really odd language for someone with that accent to know.

It was somewhat heartening that all of the teams except Ray/Deana and Team POW seemed to have a little Spanish. Granted, much of it was at the gracias and me llamo... level, but it's nice they at least tried. Made the show a little less of a parade of ugly Americans.

Every year on TAR, there's at least one team that says "We may not be able to keep up physically, but dang it, we're smart!" And every year, they're wrong.

I know! Maybe it was just the altitude, but Meredith and Gretchen seemed weak and slow even compared to Don and Mary Jane. Then again, they did finish middle of the pack, so maybe they are less slow than they look.

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Why you don't really want to be James Bond, from CNN.com's CareerBuilder.

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Anne, I think my aunt and uncle just used Father and Son (I will double check tonight, because I'll be seeing them) movers who do interstate and whose paperwork indicates they're a member of United Van Lines.

THEY ARE EVIL.

Evil. Evil. Evil. I will spare you the full blown story but suffice it to say, they held my aunt and uncle's stuff hostage for a few days, completely messed up their move, damaged their stuff, and then ended up charging them extra money. It was like a story right off of a consumer alert segment on the local news.

Tomorrow, I will confirm whether or not I'm right on the name and affiliation. You want to do some research with your local better business bureau, and attorney general's office, both where you live now, and where you are moving to, to check for complaints, before you contract with anyone.

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