tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409329.post6365981343902702267..comments2023-10-18T05:21:05.766-07:00Comments on pagooey: Couscous as metaphor(s)Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04986083061824260700noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409329.post-22508519682891470892008-07-22T23:03:00.000-07:002008-07-22T23:03:00.000-07:00According to a fabulous documentary I saw yesterda...According to a fabulous documentary I saw yesterday on the dishwasher (invented by an American, by the way), there are actually cultural trends in how dishes are washed -- how much water, how much rinsing, how much soap (or bubbles), etc. And what it all comes down to? That handy machine does it better, and more efficiently. Buy that dishwasher! Buy that disposal! Save the environment! Go for it!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08804863204663267502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409329.post-32461550604902082902008-07-22T09:26:00.000-07:002008-07-22T09:26:00.000-07:00My dad made me do the dishes, too. I had to rewash...My dad made me do the dishes, too. I had to rewash if they weren't up to spec. <BR/><BR/>And I've always owned a dishwasher since leaving home. Even in college.chicklegirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03000215636803243874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409329.post-68091247898957709502008-07-22T07:27:00.000-07:002008-07-22T07:27:00.000-07:00There was always at least one or two pieces of gri...There was always at least one or two pieces of gristle from a prior meal amidst the corn and pasta. Oh, and a bright colored plastic ring from the top of a gallon milk jug. How the hell did those get in there? It's not like Dad ever recycled anything. Ever. He'd be laughing if he heard us sharing these stories with the Internets.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com