A mistake is simply another way of doing things.
– Katherine Graham
The golfers are gone.
The fans left with them.
Things are returning to normal around here, which gives me time to ask for your help: How can I get chewing gum out of my shirt pocket?
Last week, I accidentally left half a stick in my most useful light blue dress shirt.
It’s a great shirt. It really doesn’t need ironing. Wash it, dry it, wear it. Good color, too.
But now it’s got a dark glob in the pocket where some chewing gum melted into the fabric.
It wasn’t the washing that did it, it was the dryer, which melted the gum into the fabric.
I’ve searched the Internet, which seems to have several remedies, mostly involving the rubbing of salt.
One Web site also recommended a product you can “buy at any drugstore or grocery,” which apparently has not been pursued by any of our local drugstores or groceries.
If it was stuck on the outside, I’d probably use ice. I have had success with ice as a removal agent in the past, but this time, it’s sort of welded into the cloth.
Send me an e-mail if you have any ideas.
TIMES CHANGE: Bill Wood, of Hephzibah, suggests that time is changing our perceptions.
1973: Long hair
2013: Longing for hair
1973: Acid rock
2013: Acid reflux
1973: Seeds and stems
1973: Going to a new, hip joint
2013: Receiving a new hip joint
1973: Rolling Stones
2013: Kidney Stones
1962: Screw the system
2012: Upgrade the system
1973: Parents begging you to get your hair cut
2013: Children begging you to get their heads shaved
TODAY’S JOKE: Here’s one from Charlie Williams:
The census taker knocked on the lady’s door. She answered all his questions except one: she refused to tell him her age.
“But everyone tells their age to the census taker,” he said.
“Did Miss Maisy Hill and Miss Daisy Hill tell you their ages?” she asked.
“Certainly,” he replied.
“Well, I’m the same age as they are,” she snapped.
The census taker simply wrote on the form, “As old as the Hills.”