Laundromat again ( Read more... )

Every 10 or 11 days, I find myself sitting at this clothes dispensory with two baskets of dirty laundry, my CD player on full blast to block out the shitty oldies station, and my green notebook to jot down the random thoughts that traverse my mind as my laundry fumbles in cleanser. Thus has been the norm for 10 entries prior to this ( Read more... )

Ah, the New Hampshire primaries. The first state in the union to hold votes counted towards helping elect a new president. Democracy at work ( Read more... )

Why haven't I thought to bring my Gameboy Advance to the laundromat before? It certainly makes time go a bit faster. My GBA is rather dusty. I hardly use the damn thing since I got it. And it's actually a pretty trite reason why: no backlit screen. The only way it's clear and at maximum sight is if you're using it right in the path of the sun's ( Read more... )

Triumphant return! It has been almost 2 months in between my last chapter of my adventures at the local wash n' dry. Certainly I must've had my clothes washed at least once in that time... right ( Read more... )

The sounds are very familiar; quarters dispensing, the washers whirring, the dryers purring, the silent commotion of the attendance of six bustling about the laundromat. After my three week reprieve in which I was able to mooch off my aunt for the comfort of in-home laundry, I'm back dispensing my silver Washingtons in trade for the cleansing of ( Read more... )

My aunt and uncle have yet again retreated from their woodland-bound domicile, which left me yet again with a washer and dryer at my disposal. Having the opportunity to not spend a couple dozen silver Washingtons, of course I hopped at the chance ( Read more... )

For once, I am not greeted by the heat of a plethora of bumbling dryers. Finally, I do not hear the rumbling of the washers or the oldies station playing through the stereo overhead. For you see, I have laundry, but I have not come to the laundromat I have become familiar with to clean it. I am in a much more comfortable environment. My aunt and ( Read more... )

George Washington was the first--and arguably only--great American. He was the Founding Father, leading the troops in a revolt against the British Redcoats as a general, and setting the new country on it's path of democracy ( Read more... )

The smell of fabric softener and various flower scented detergents greet my nose. It's not exactly welcoming, but it is a signifying fragrance; the calling card of the laundromat ( Read more... )