I don't think I've ever used a can opener with any kind of confidence or skill. It's maddening. I always feel like I just woke up after the Zombie/Nuclear/Plague/Religious Apocalypse, and am trying my best to open a bloated, mystery metal can with a rock, a twig, and a tailpipe from an abandoned Toyota Camry, … Continue reading A Moment with Domestic Incompetence // #1
We have one of those fancy lamination machines at work, those contraptions which heat-press plastic over sheets of paper to protect and preserve them against the elements, such as dirt and grime, helping to eliminate wrinkling and curling. Someone has printed out the machine's instruction page and placed it next to the machine, where it … Continue reading Workplace Observation #2
Spotted at my local Half-Price Books. I had no idea. All this time, I thought it was a disease. This is a wonderful revelation with which to start the new year!
On the one hand, we live charmed and uncommon lives in the scheme of things, ones in which we have ready access to many relative luxuries, including food, at nearly every turn. There is no reason to complain . . . On the other hand, the vending machine represents an invention, and by extension an industry, … Continue reading On the Vending “Crisis”