This is just an acknowledgement that the NHL preseason started up this weekend, though it feels a little too soon for hockey to be coming back in just 16 days. Hockey, take another nap. We’ll check in with you next month.
Old vans are cool again, and nobody collects more vans than churches. Drive past any older church or other place of worship and you’re bound to see a several-yard long van or bus from decades ago sitting in the parking lot. Jesus and his disciples themselves probably drove around in a big old 15-passenger van, right?
Can we talk about etiquette for a second? In any place where you’re using a dryer shared by multiple people, clean the fucking lint trap after your clothes are done. Don’t leave that shit for the next person. It’s your fucking lint.
It works on all machines but is especially handy on machines with a set starting price, in other words machines you have to pay say $2.50 just to start which gives you like 45 minutes. You check your clothes when there’s 5 minutes left and they’re still wet so you put in 1 more quarter and it cranks the times up to…
It was either them or Fishbone.
Buy a steamer and then your 30 minutes of post-drying folding just turns into 2 minutes every morning as you pick out your clothes and de-wrinkle them better than folding woiod’ve done/prevented.
Pulling it out of the dryer by type is utter madness. It robs you of one of life’s greatest pleasures: plunging both arms into a warm pile of laundry in the dryer’s barrel, and then holding that fresh, fragrant pile right under your nose as you carry it to the kitchen table or coffee table for folding as you…
Yeah, an old trick, he brings a blanket or other item, puts it in with a load from someone else, and then if he’s accosted, he can point to the item and say “Well that’s mine, I was looking for my stuff, I am understandably confused, as are you...”
Definitely wasn’t homeless (I’m in LA and we’ve got all kinds here). The weirdest part of it was he was with a group of similarly surly and rude teenager bros. But yeah, all dressed way too nicely, very good hygiene, and just generally more dickhead teenager attitude than anything else.
Some insane behavior I’ve witnessed at the laundromat
What garbage city do you live in, garbage boy?
Marchman’s quest for his One True Worst Take may have finally been completed here. “A steak is not food.” “An eyeball is not a body part.” “An eagle is not a bird.” “Chess is not a board game.”
Here’s what the president was thinking about this morning:
My mom listened to the Deadcast, and wrote me:
That Trump loving, Patriots loving Drew Magary. Screw that guy.
“My name spelled backwards is okenrub, because okenrub mah penis after I write these things.”
Hints for washing clothing with leather patches that may be helpful:
The Goodwood Revival, counterpart to the Goodwood Festival of Speed, is all about vintage cars, as its name describes. Held over the course of three days at the Goodwood Circuit instead of on Charles Gordon-Lennox, the 11th Duke of Richmond’s driveway, the Revival brings the iconic race cars of the 1920s through the…