Clothes Line

We wrap up Domestic Activities week with this picture of a woman by a clothes line from the great depression. I have learned this week that women do not necessarily look back on these activities as the good old days. Mabelline went so far as to say that I do not understand women. Well, if that is the case, I should probably share my plans with you and ask for your advice. Mrs. PJM has a birthday coming up, and I am planning on getting her a clothes line. You see, clothes feel much better, and they have a special smell when dried in the sun. I am thinking a fancy, sturdy outdoor clothes line will be just the thing to up my standing as a Peach of a Husband.

Mabelline also went so far as to suggest that perhaps I should get together with Buddy, the guy that drilled the holes for me, and work on trying to solve the Gulf Oil spill, instead of trying to understand women. Well, I had  Buddy back out to discuss additional holes for Mrs. PJM's special birthday clothes line, and we decided to take Mabelline's challenge, and solve the Gulf clean up problem. Here is what we came up with. Simply require BP to buy spilled oil from ANYONE who brings it in. Require them to buy the spilled oil that people pick up for $500 a barrel. Can you imagine how that would spur the economy? Every Redneck in the south would go to the gulf, and start cleaning up oil. The first thing that would happen is all the KOA campgrounds within 150 miles of the coast would be filled as the Rednecks move their trailers in. Soon, there would be no more room in the trailer parks, and so some would have to start staying in hotels. This would not be a problem, as since they would have plenty of money from the oil they are selling BP. Also, they are not picky eaters and would have no problem eating seafood possibly tainted with oil and chemical dispersants. This would re-energize the shrimping and fishing industries in the area.

I think a guy with a shovel should be able to collect at least 2 barrels a day. Of course, the rednecks would quickly start rigging up contraptions to allow them to collect/skim more oil. This would further stimulate the economy as the hardware stores would be selling out of things like bailing wire, duct tape, PVC piping, lawnmower engines and so forth.

Now you might criticize my plan by saying some of the Rednecks would start cheating by selling BP all that old motor oil they have in their garages. Sure, that might happen, but I say that is the risk that a company takes when they cut corners, and create the worst environmental nightmare in history.