clothesline

“here’s what I’m eating these days. where I drink coffee. what I’m reading. this is a picture of my hand petting my pets. my pets sleeping. my roomba. my pets’ fearsome jealousy thereof. and the ongoing account of how I am reconciling all these petty crises, on a post by post basis…”

who are we trying to kid? let’s just put ‘er there and agree that all this blogging business is about narcissism and exhibitionism. and the shortest distance between a narcissist and his own exhibition is a clothesline. so here’s my laundry.


I’m even showing you my ankle socks here, and those are some things I’ve never been proud of. altogether pretty humiliating. but look how easy line drying clothes can be. we just loaf around all day like this! my rashes have all vanished and I’ve added cubits to my stature! and then there’s this website where you can learn other things like about how electric clothes driers use 5-10% of the household electricity in the US and how, yes, it looks like it’s become a movement.