Friday, July 15, 2005

The wife

sent this one to me. Now, I'm OK with weird ideas of fun. Some people like to treat their bodies like pincushions. Others want to spend every weekend drinking themselves into insensibility. Some people buy old Volvos and restore them.

I don't make an issue out of it, because everyone had a lousy childhood and needs to make up for it with silly stuff.

Who the hell thought it would be a good idea to go iron on a mountaintop? What's next? Extreme Lint Removal? Bungee recyclables separating? High-performance dish drying?

You want to climb a mountain, go ahead. You want to iron, fine. You want to combine them?

COME TO MY HOUSE AND TACKLE THE MOUNTAINS OF LAUNDRY THAT NEED IRONING.