The laundry room: Bland chamber of domesticity, or stark dungeon of existential horror?
You decide.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Laundry on Monday Night
Monday night I walked over to the laundry room to get my clothes out of the dryer, and the dryer wasn't done yet. I knew it had to be finishing soon, since I timed the cycle so that people don't pull my clothes out and stack them on top of the machine (I hate that), so I goofed around with my camera for a couple of minutes while I waited.
The laundry room: Bland chamber of domesticity, or stark dungeon of existential horror?
You decide.
The laundry room: Bland chamber of domesticity, or stark dungeon of existential horror?
You decide.
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3 comments:
As a wise devil once said: "All roads through Hell lead through coin-operated Laundromats."
Nice photos!
Ah, crap. That should read "All roads *to* hell..."
With that flooring, it's more like "Debbie (Reynolds) does laundry!"
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