Ironing your stomach is no way to live
Published by Becky S March 4th, 2005 in miscellaneous fluff, food
Offline life was productive this week:
- Re-organized work e-mail filing system. Although the new scheme is the electronic equivalent of cleaning the apartment by shoving shit in the closet and under the bed, it’s refreshing to see an inbox with less than twenty e-mails.
- The guy I tutor has recovered from recent surgery, so we resumed our sessions.
- Tried a new (for me) Magic Hat beer. Jinx gets a thumbs-down.
- Completed all cleaning and shopping, leaving the weekend free for fun stuff only.
- Used the wonders of OLAP technology to solve a work-related problem and amaze co-workers. My cube rules!
- Got some culture at Philadelphia’s International House. Last night they showed Zan Boko, a film about the impact of urbanization and the media on traditional African life. Dinner at Fatou and Fama complemented the evening’s African theme.*
All of the above had me feeling smug about a productive week. However, this morning I decided to be even more productive by ironing my sweater while wearing it. I didn’t notice the crease until the sweater was on, and why waste time undressing when you’re already dressed? Don’t pretend you’ve never tried this shortcut.
The result? The sweater is still creased, but my stomach is ironed. Which is the universe’s way of saying, “one fruitful week does not negate the fact that you are a dumbass.”
*Note to Philly cheapskates: International House + Fatou and Fama = thrifty dinner and a movie.
UPDATE: Last night’s movie, set in Burkina Faso, was in Moré with English subtitles. One of the protagonist’s lines translated to obsequious intriguer, an insult that might come in handy.
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I know of the concept of ironing though I must admit I have never put theory into practice. I think wrinkles give my clothes character.
I haven’t ironed a thing since I moved out of my parent’s house 6-7 years ago
When removing pants from the dryer I make sure they are still a little damp, give them a hard yank to get the creases out and hang them on a hanger to dry. No wrinkles and no ironing.
Well ok, maybe a few tiny wrinkles but the lack or ironing makes up for it tenfold. Besides, as soon as I sit down they would wrinkle anyway.
I was going to be a hand model but the ironing scars ruined my career opportunity just days before I was to have these photogenic jewels insured by Lords of London.
Seriously though, Downy Wrinkle Releaser is the BEST way to go. I secretly snicker as my room mate labors over ironing everything when all she has to do is lay the item down flat, spray, and press down the clothes from the center and push hard and out or down. I have informed her of the magic inside that bottle but old habits die hard. Do not use on silk!
I am sorry to hear that your hand-modeling career was tragically cut short. I guess this means I can’t be a stomach model.
Seriously, how can you people not iron? At least Kytari acknowledges the evil of wrinkles, but to ignore the issue completely? You’re destroying the moral fabric of our great nation.
Hmm.. yeah, I haven’t ironed anything in awhile either. Probably because I usually hang stuff up once I get it out the dryer.
Before I had a washer/dryer in my place, I would iron a lot.. and I had been known to iron a shirt while it was on me. I don’t recommend it.
Fred doesn’t iron anything. He wear wrinkly pants, shirts, tee shirts. Sometimes I get annoyed and iron them. Perhaps its his secret plan to make me iron his stuff. I tend to purchase clothes that do not require ironing. Maybe its a guy thing to avoid ironing.
As a Philly cheapskate, I am constantly on the lookout for cheap and free fun activities. Drexel has some decent flicks for $2-$4 - last weekend was The Incredibles. I think Fatou and Fama is the only African place with decent service (they don’t forget about you for about 45 minutes).
I knew I wasn’t the only person who irons clothes while wearing them!
Maybe if I hung the clean clothes up instead of leaving them stuffed in the laundry basket, I could reduce the ironing. However, the sweater in question had just come back from the drycleaner.
Wow, slow Friday.
I once ironed the sleeved of my sweater when wearing them as they were still wet (it was cold and it was part of my uniform). One of the sleeves…uh…expanded. So I had these bell bottom sleeves for the rest of the school year.
I know Kytari was kidding, but this is what happened to me when I ironed last.
It wasn’t fun.
I love Philly Fun Guide for 1/2 price stuff–I’ve seen plays, operas, concerts, and dance performances via that list. Didn’t know about the Drexel movies, though. Thanks for the tip!
Interesting–all the reviews I’ve read of Fatou and Fama mention the spotty service (though it’s always been fine for me). I need to try the other Senegalese restaurants in West Philly.
Oh yeah, a free Philly thing tonight:
Headlong [dance company] is back, and so are you. Our First Friday Performance this
month is like a big March bear hug: warm, furry, and a little
aggressive.
Two FREE shows: 8:00 and 9:00, Friday, March 4.
Spirit Wind Studio
213 New Street (behind the Painted Bride in Old City).
Philadelphia.
Scott, that’s nasty! I have a scar just like that, except mine’s on the left wrist. It happened years ago, when I moved into a new apartment, and the iron wasn’t set up correctly for left-handed operation.
So I can’t be a wrist model either.
I’d be weary of those Drexel shows. Those college kids can be a handful.
However, the sweater in question had just come back from the drycleaner.
Seems they didn’t do a very good job if you had a wrinkle!
I have an unfortunate ironing scar on my right calf…trying to iron on the floor while sitting on the couch…even *I* don’t quite understand what happened there. What was I thinking?!?
At any rate, I once ran into a lovely woman at a nursing home who noticed said scar, and she said “I have a scar just like that and I know how you got it! Those motorcycle [something]-pipes can be murder!”
So now I have a much cooler story about my scar. I invented an ex-boyfriend to go along with it, and tell the story quite often.
Also, if the Victoria’s Secret models can need airbrushing of the nether regions (arguably the most important region of a VS model’s physique), then Becky, you CAN be a stomach model, and Kytari, you go ahead and insure those beat-up beauties! Don’t give up your dreams, girls!
Thanks for the moral support, #cake. I love the motorcycle story and might try to revise it to fit the wrist scar scenario.
So (completely NOT appropros of the ironing issue) — which Headlong show were you at? I went to the 8 PM (tired old woman, am I)….
Sherri, I actually didn’t make it to either show. Maybe next month…. How was it?
However, my general policy is “go to the early show.”