A complaint

Last week, I spent the better part of an afternoon lovingly cleaning every nook and cranny of my refrigerator. I removed shelves, soaked them in an aromatic bath, wiped them clean, dried them, and reassembled the interior of the machine. I changed the shelf configuration from the factory presets to one that would better serve our needs. I worked hard.

Yesterday, the damn thing broke.

It had, of course, waited for the unseasonably cold weather to stop, and had chosen the hottest day of the year thus far. And a weekend, when repairmen are unlikely to want to come and visit.

As far as I can tell, this narrative suggests that cleaning is a bad thing. Way to teach me a lesson, universe.

Teabagging

First, Rachel Maddow is awesome.



But the people who are actually planning these events? What sort of a sense of history do they have? I admit, American history isn't something I've studied since I was 16 or so, but my memory was that the dodge with the Boston Tea Party was that if they threw the tea off the boat, they couldn't be made to buy it. By that token, all these conservative weirdos should be throwing their paychecks into the ocean so they can't pay taxes on them.

That would be something I'd be willing to watch and laugh at.