Bonnie Blue in Wales

The aspects of things that are most important for us are hidden because of their simplicity and familiarity. -- Ludwig Wittgenstein (1889-1951)

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Lint trap

If there is no lint trap on a machine that performs the task of drying laundry, WHERE does the lint go?

Inquiring minds want to know.

I have a new phone. And number. And voicemail!! And the idiot who told me that I needed an "international" passport is still apparently under the impression that "international" must be actually printed on the passport instead of, oh, say, the name of another country. (Note: he is not the brightest crayon in the box. Nor is he of British origin.)

2 Comments:

At Saturday, November 12, 2005 4:05:00 PM, Blogger Big Ben said...

The lint goes in your belly button.

 
At Saturday, November 12, 2005 5:01:00 PM, Blogger Bonnie Blue in Wales said...

well, yeah, there and between toes -- quite logical.

maybe there is some sort of transfer warp between Dryer World and Other Places.

the whole washer/dryer combo thing is just so exotic to me.

 

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