tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5415624769702291625.post8779990531992044350..comments2023-05-20T11:05:46.659-04:00Comments on Another Final Blog By The Same Old Rob Adcox : Laundry DayExnihilohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02326459495276920151noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5415624769702291625.post-31519782798988261912013-04-08T23:03:32.746-04:002013-04-08T23:03:32.746-04:00lol Thanks for your comment, Donna. Laundromats ha...lol Thanks for your comment, Donna. Laundromats have always kind of creeped me out at night, because it's hard to see any potential threats which might be outside. And, of course, anyone who's inside one at night is effectively a sitting duck.<br /><br />You'll be fine in the daylight. Then again, the incessant humming from the dryers is enough to send anyone over the edge. And the heat -ugh.Exnihilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02326459495276920151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5415624769702291625.post-87042380800836820002013-04-08T21:52:58.100-04:002013-04-08T21:52:58.100-04:00Robert - a modern version of "the thing"...Robert - a modern version of "the thing" -- I love it. And now I can't get rid of the visuals that your story created in my mind. I will never be able to sit in another laundromat . . . alone. Ever.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com