Look, we can't ALL be busy discovering the cure for cancer. No, some of us must toil away in anonymity, devoting our lives to the pursuit of everyday household science, for the benefit of our fellow man. Today it may be about the sinus-clearing properties of horseradish; but in the past I have researched the multiplicatory effect of refrigerators upon condiments held therein (and invented the word "multiplicatory"), the inevitability of spousal miscommunication re paint colors, the lifespan of zucchini prior to self-liquidation, and many other fascinating scientific questions.
|Dammit, I deserve a Nobel.|
|That clean floor makes me tear up, I love it so.|
Although, wait - to the left of the shoe holders, in that picture there - what's that I spy? Is it...CAN IT BE...an interloper? Why, yes, there hangs a plastic bag, waiting to receive, dare I say it, MORE plastic bags. And believe me, I wasn't the one who put it there.
You know, if this isn't proof that Larry doesn't bother to read my blog, I don't know what is.
So, a poll here (even though, yes, it's the weekend and probably no one will even see this): Where do you folks store your extra plastic bags (and front hall closet would be the WRONG ANSWER), and how do you keep them from taking over the house?