Socks Without Mates: Lint Without Love

Everybody's got them. Those mysterious, unmatched socks that hang around in a basket for years until they get thrown away. But that's a sad end to a perfectly good sock who only needs its mate. I've got lots of socks without mates and I bet you do, too. Let's see if we can get them together and they can live happily ever after. And since the lost socks may have been ground up into lint, and sometimes they show up in my lint screen as random characters - they're here looking for a new home, too.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

If missing socks turn into lint, then lint turns into

Queen of the Lint

Imagine my surprise! The Queen of the Lint emerged from my lint screen on August 20, 2008!* She's shown here with her crown and royal robe collar. And she can be all yours!
All your lint dreams and aspirations can come true.

YES! I'll pay any price...well, almost.
No thanks. What else you got?

*Queen of the Lint is probably
made from ground up socks in the dryer,
if you believe Carla's Theory #4

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Chuck's Theory of Lost Socks

Background: One day I put six identical socks in the washing machine. New socks. Men's dress, black, over the calf, size 9 - 11. I also put in a few T-shirts, but only those six identical socks. No other socks were hidden in the clothes, no other clothes were in the washer or dryer. I double checked.

When I put the load in the dryer, all six socks were there.

When I took the load out of the dryer, I still had six socks. However, now only 5 were identical. Sure, the sixth was black, and probably the same size. But it was thick, completely different material and carefully darned in the toes. I don't darn socks.

And anyway, I'd never seen it before. it didn't belong to anyone in my family.

I know what you're thinking. This sock clearly came from the prior load. But not only had I double checked both the washer and the dryer, it was also whites. Bleached. Besides, that doesn't explain where the original sixth sock went. When I explained this problem to my husband, he stated his Theory of Lost Socks:

If the socks are lost in the washer, it is because of and directly related to the spin cycle, which spins so fast it thrusts them into another time or dimension. If the socks are lost in the dryer, it is because of the heat in combination with the tumbling action. This also explains why lost socks sometimes reappear or why strange socks appear in someone else's appliance.

Makes sense. Still, as much thought as he has given this, you'd assume he folds his own socks. HAH!

Well, at least he gets them into the dirty clothes hamper.