“A man walks into a Laundromat with a dog named Jesus…”

Miguel’s stirring words at the opening of today’s blogging decal sparked an old questioned I used to ask myself in those deep, reflective times where it was just me… and me.

“If I could be any object found in a Laundromat what would I be and why?”

A brilliant man back home once replied to my inquiry in split seconds, “A quarter so I would be worth something.” My answer always seemed to take longer to construe in my brain. The first thought that comes to mind would be laundry detergent. Preferably Tide (tm), with some type of vibrant scent—not lavender though, something more citrus oriented, like “Spring Melon Breeze.” But the fear hits me, what happens when I am used up? When all of my luscious stain removing airy aroma inducing cleaning particles are utilized, will I be nothing more than an empty good for nothing orange receptacle used for nothing more than to disappoint individuals actually looking for soap?

So still en route on my personal expedition I arrive at my final conclusion: I’d be a never ending bottle of “Spring Melon Breeze.”

Either that or a dog named Jesus. Whatever’s chill.

Labels: jesus, laundromat, tide

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