Pressed 4 Mail

I used to get teased by the kids on my block because my mother made me iron my jeans with a straight crease. I would often retort by asking my mother if I should iron my underwear as well which would always backfire. Never tempt fate when dealing with a German woman, you'll live longer.

Since leaving home, I can't remember the last time I actually ironed an article of clothing as I either don't care or am not qualified to iron the article in question and have it cleaned by the service at work called "Pressed 4 Time". Now ironing your mail is being touted as a possible alternative to having your own personal surgical autoclave to sterilize your mail. It's something straight out of a Howard Hughes biography along with ironing the morning paper for crispness.

So ironing my mail is probably out...hmm..I wonder if boiling all that junk mail is the way to go or maybe putting questionable letters in the mailbox of the family down the street with the obnoxious dog who likes to bully HB.

Confucius say "May you live in interesting times."