Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
This Socks
I have two pair of socks that always accumulate little bits of sock lint when I wash and dry them. Inside. By my toes. And do I remember? Yeah, after I put them on then I can feel the little wads of lint and I have to peel off my socks, turn them inside out, and pick it out.
I swear, I would be able to feel the pea under the 20 mattresses or however many the princess slept on. Delicate? No. Finicky? Yep.
What lint gets in your craw?
Friday, January 29, 2010
Newspaper Lint
I just, seconds ago, finished watching the movie State of Play. Well, it was a movie full of intrigue and secrets and murder! But my favorite part came at the end of the movie right before the credits rolled: the headline story was shown going to press.
The negative was shot, the PMT made, the plate made and inked, the paper wheel rolled out, the press readied, the paper run and collated.
I could almost smell the ink and feel the paper lint that is left after the pages are cut and stacked and made into a newspaper. A newspaper!
Great ending.
The negative was shot, the PMT made, the plate made and inked, the paper wheel rolled out, the press readied, the paper run and collated.
I could almost smell the ink and feel the paper lint that is left after the pages are cut and stacked and made into a newspaper. A newspaper!
Great ending.
Labels:
headline story,
movie,
newspaper,
newsprint,
paper lint,
press,
State of Play
Monday, January 25, 2010
Put That Lint to Use Already!
I'm always on the lookout for new ways to use lint. This is a perfect one!
Mosaicmom, a writer on eHow, has an article called How to Make Filler for Stuffed Toys that intrigued me. Check out Step 2 of this article and before you know it, lazy Mr. Lint will soon be off the couch working, like he should be. Yes, most lint is male.
Mosaicmom, a writer on eHow, has an article called How to Make Filler for Stuffed Toys that intrigued me. Check out Step 2 of this article and before you know it, lazy Mr. Lint will soon be off the couch working, like he should be. Yes, most lint is male.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Lint in Literature -- Under the Dome
Okay, I might be stretching it to call Stephen King's new book Under the Dome literature, but you can't beat the alliteration: Lint in Literature. Oh yeah.
I'm in the home stretch of this huge book, fewer than 50 pages to go. But last night as I was reading, this jewel jumped off page 1027:
"Big Jim, his back now to Carter sighed. 'But I'll be eating roast beef at the Lord's table in a minute or two, so that's all right.' He raised a pudgy finger and pressed it high on the back of his neck. 'Right here. The brain stem. All right?'
Carter swallowed what felt like a large dry ball of lint. 'Yes, sir.'"
Priceless!
To check my blog about books, click A Good Book is Awaiting.You never know when more lint's going to roll through.
I'm in the home stretch of this huge book, fewer than 50 pages to go. But last night as I was reading, this jewel jumped off page 1027:
"Big Jim, his back now to Carter sighed. 'But I'll be eating roast beef at the Lord's table in a minute or two, so that's all right.' He raised a pudgy finger and pressed it high on the back of his neck. 'Right here. The brain stem. All right?'
Carter swallowed what felt like a large dry ball of lint. 'Yes, sir.'"
Priceless!
To check my blog about books, click A Good Book is Awaiting.You never know when more lint's going to roll through.
Labels:
lint,
lint in literature,
stephen king,
under the dome
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Are you a Cootie Queen or a Lint Licker?
Just saw that Orbit gum commercial again. You know the one. The two women are fighting over a man. One woman calls the other a Cootie Queen then the Cootie Queen calls the other a Lint Linter.
Who, I ask, licks lint?
Who, I ask, licks lint?
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Guest Lint -- Coin Laundry No. 1
I was out riding my bike today (yes, really... the high here in Phoenix today is 72 degrees F), and I rode through a parking lot to get off a busy street.
I smelled it before I saw it--laundry soap and fabric softener fumes. The air was scented nicely, not of flowering trees or fruit, but of good old laundry. I looked up and saw the sign: Coin Laundry. To keep the nice smell a bit longer, I rode around the back and snapped this picture. Lint was trapped against the side of the building, in the grass, just about anywhere leaves would accumulate.
All of the lint I saw was this color--gray. Isn't that amazing that with all the colors of clothes, most lint devolves to gray?
I smelled it before I saw it--laundry soap and fabric softener fumes. The air was scented nicely, not of flowering trees or fruit, but of good old laundry. I looked up and saw the sign: Coin Laundry. To keep the nice smell a bit longer, I rode around the back and snapped this picture. Lint was trapped against the side of the building, in the grass, just about anywhere leaves would accumulate.
All of the lint I saw was this color--gray. Isn't that amazing that with all the colors of clothes, most lint devolves to gray?
Labels:
bike,
coin laundry,
dryer lint,
fabric softener,
laundry,
lint
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