Tuesday, February 21, 2006


Somewhere on the list of household chores that I hate doing, somewhere even below cleaning the toilet, is cleaning the microwave oven.

But cleaning it makes me ultra paranoid. I always leave the door open for several hours after I clean it. The last thing I need is to infuse whatever chemicals are in Fantastik! or Formula 409 into whatever leftovers I'm going to nuke later. Microwaving food probably isn't very safe to begin with. I don't need no stinkin' chemicals exacerbating the problem.

Nobody's going to be real keen on any of my future kids if they've got 6 fingers.
...or 3 fingers, for that matter.