ROOM FOR A PONY

Raise your hand if your grandparents’ hoardish habits were excused by the fact that “They grew up during the Depression, honey. They had to save every piece of string and scrap of cloth.” That was the reason given for why Grandma traveled with enough supplies to outfit a refugee camp, why she cleaned the plane […]

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… the person who invented sock hangers. The way that socks are packaged and displayed should be held up as a model to the manufacturing industries of the world. A simple extruded bead of plastic in combination with a paper, adhesive-backed label does the job. And if you think they all look alike, your observation […]

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This is my pen cap collection. It lives in a can labeled “pen cap orphanage.” One (1) can. Just one. One can, but many pen caps. At least I don’t have packing crates filled with them — yet. And I’m not going to let that happen, either. But first: I know you’re wondering about the […]

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I called Metro. We in Portland have a recycling hotline where you can call at any time and ask a real human being whether this or that can be recycled and where. Here’s the number: 503-234-3000. Staffed by humans from 8:30 to 5 on weekdays. They’ll either tell you exactly where to take an item, […]

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Well…. if I’m not posting as often as I’d like, it’s because the agreement (between Lindi and me) was that I would not spend all my time blogging about decluttering instead of, say…. decluttering — which would be easy to do because guess which one is more fun? I’ve quit bothering to clear a place […]

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Well. I promised I wouldn’t bore you with all the different categories. But how else am I going to explain this photo? The wastebasket, as you might guess, contains the pens destined for the recycling center. [See future post, Can pens be recycled?]Then I have the pens I’m giving to the school children. [See future […]

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I am a pen magnet. I don’t mean to brag, but that is an indisputable fact. Pens gravitate toward me wherever I go. They just can’t seem to keep away from me. Apparently they find me really attractive. The minute they see me, they’re sure I’m going to do all kinds of cool things with […]

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It’s true. But not for the socks you already have.  (Sorry to get you all excited.) You have to buy your socks from the company that insures them. But keep it in mind for future socks. I so hate losing socks — it gnaws at me. like a mouse on a corncob. How does this […]

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