Seriously, right? I was bucketing major sweat onto the laundry. Fortunately that was before starting the wash cycle.

When it's dry I'm going to see if I can't keep it that way by doing the folding with tongs.

Yes, although the "tucker" bit doesn't actually come from "tuxedo" as one might imagine. A tucker was a fancy piece of women's outer clothing in the 17c and 18c. And a bib was also a piece of women's clothing from that time, being a lacy thing worn at around the throat level. A bit like a bib, in fact.

I don't think she knows that. I should tell her.
FWIW, I used to hear my grandmother talking about the lovely crocheted antimacassars on her upholstered chairs, and assume the concept was named after someone's old "Auntie Macassar."

... whereas in fact it comes from the time that people used to wear fancy wigs and hairpieces and Macassar oil in their hair and wigs. Antimacassars are to stop oil staining the furniture.

Speaking of best bib-and-tucker, I found this and couldn't resist. I give you:



Mexican pointy boots.

Aren't those skis?

Amazing, the lengths people can go to, isn't it.

Well, yes, in my case of course, but who told you?

Whatever.

But you shouldn't be charged with false advertising; I think we can chalk it up to just another example of the pitfalls of reckoning by metric. It can only lead to confusion, and from there to inevitable heartbreak.

I like the metric system. My inability to remember random numbers cuts in when it comes to how many fluid oz per gal (US or Imperial?) lbs per stone, days per fortnight etc. Years ago I had a friend who wondered why he was getting such good mileage when he got gas in Canada. I was in England once and wanted to know if I had lost weight. I put change in the scale, hopped on and got my weight in kilos and stone. I need a bathroom scale that reads in kilos and not just lbs. And who came up with the metric ton? Just use the proper prefix, don't bastardize the poor metric system. I still have an old Timex Sinclare 1000; my first personal computer. It had both the $ and £ symbol on it. The first time an automated phone answering system asked for the pound sign, I could not find a £ for the life of me. For some bizarre reason the # is called a pound sign in the US; my own country.

I suppose there's an irony to be had in one finding that not too sharp.

That Hertz.

I eventually stumbled upon that info. "Gross," I thought (imagining hair full of glop.)

You know, everyone talks about the poor furniture. I never hear anything about what a sight their clothes must have been, but you can't convince me that spreading oil stains never presented a predictable topic on laundry day.

102F. There are some really splotchy people going around. It's gross, but we're all too hot to be much embarrassed about it.

Fortunately a storm is just now rolling in, a refreshing wind is finally coming through the windows, and tonight the temperature should get around 35 degrees cooler.