Minutiae
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The more corrupt the state, the more numerous the laws.
--Cornelius Tacitus (c. 116 A.D.)

Friday, May 04, 2001
I can't even believe it.
The laundry sink in the basement wasn't draining at all. This played havoc with the washing machine. So after much plunging and probing I gave up and proceeded to take the trap apart. After much hassle, finding the appropriate wrench, finding a position on the slimy wet floor, wrenching and grunting... I got the trap off. Nothing. So I delicately probe into the main drain pipe. My questing fingers find what feels like... fabric? I pull and what to my wondering eyes should appear but an entire sock. Somehow a whole sock got flushed all the way down the drain and but for a narrower section of pipe would have vanished into the ether never to be seen again. The drain hole is less than an inch in diameter. Add to that the fact that it's MY sock. My socks never get put in the laundry sink. It was either dropped there accidentally or it got washed out the washing machine hose. Very mysterious.

posted by Rachel 5/4/2001
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