That's like . . . stone age or something.
Chemical in the coating you don't want in your dinner? Plenty of high tech fancy compounds you can cancer yourself with that way, I'd assume. Or handles that weaken when it's heated, or it says it's oven-safe and it actually explodes at 275, or...
Yeah, I believe we've had all those issues at one time or another, although usually they are caught before the product gets out to the stores...between the QA presentation and the Consumer Relations show and tell I got quite an education in defective and/or ruined cookware at orientation.
Thank god pots aren't stone age, TBH. I need a bit of slippery and cool handles and transparent lids, etc. And not getting cancer from my utensils.
To be fair, I doubt the stone age pots are carcinogenic either. Unless you're unlucky enough to chip one out of pitchblende, anyway.
I believe the amount of laundry, cleaning and vaccuuming I've done today is out of proportion to the two little pieces of flea dirt that the vet found. And yet, I hate those bastard fleas and want them all to die.
Crap, I forgot to tell y'all: Allie Brosh, of Hyperbole and a Half, is on Fresh Air tonight.
Maybe you can stream it later, if it's already been and gone in your area.
I bet asbestos pots seemed like a great idea back in the day.
Good luck wiping out the bloodsuckers, Sue.
There's a Fresh Air podcast, for sure.
And yet, I hate those bastard fleas and want them all to die.
That seems legitimate.
God, I hate battling fleas.
I really recommend 20 Mule Team Borax on everything but the animals. I am so allergic to flea bites and that's what gets rid of fleas effectively for me.
I have a couple tennis ball sized balls that I toss in the dryer and I get a notable increase in efficiency due to better air circulation during the load. Probably can't hurt.
That works? I need to buy a couple of tennis balls.