Couldn’t get a post out today. I had to dust the apartment, and I thought it would be more fun if I did it with socks on my hands. And it was! I was like a sock monster. A sock monster who hated dust.
But the trouble came when I was done - I had no fingers with which to remove the socks! I couldn’t remove the left sock with my right hand until I removed the right sock with my left hand - but that hand was still in a sock! It was a catch-22, only with socks. A sock-22. I asked my roommate to pull the socks off my hands, but they were dusty and disgusting so he didn’t want to touch them. I almost suggested that he put socks on his own hands so he wouldn’t have to touch the dust himself, but I realized that wouldn’t get us anywhere.
Finally I got the socks off using my feet, but by then so much time had passed that it was too late to sit down and write a post. I’ll get one out tomorrow.