Review of The Wild, Wild Planet

" . . . Chests," is my favorite line of dialog from THE WILD, WILD PLANET (about 48:43). It reminded me of an event that happened to one of my roommates in Halverson Hall years ago. Cricket seemed snake-bit when it came to opening her designated dresser drawer. It had some sort of round, wooden pull thingies on either side, just like the other gals in our suite. Only the screws holding in Cricket's drawer openers were stripped, meaning that they were impossible to tighten even when she borrowed a Phillips screwdriver from the front desk D. I. Y. Maintenance box. Finally, feeling totally frustrated, Cricket placed a work order for the dorm's repair dude. At this time, it was customary for this guy to call us with a 10-minute warning when he was coming up. However, something slipped through the cracks, and that call was not made. When his knock sounded on our door, Cricket--who was half-dressed after taking a shower--assumed one of us had forgotten her room key, and flung open the door--totally bare above her belt! She said later the handyman simply blushed, stating "I'm here to fix the knobs on your chest."