It's all in the Name

17 december 2009

This is particularly true for certain objects. Toothbrush, mud guard, sunscreen to name a few. But today for me it was the paper towel.
I had an awesome ride into the office today, and although i've been taking the same route (I've so got it down pact) I am discovering new things. Like new place to take photos, buildings I didn't know existed, and grungy signage/street art which is a secret love of mine.

Some days I just take it slow, just so I can tilt my head while riding and admire these new objects. Such objects have triggered my inner nerd... so I now carry my small Moleskine everywhere and take note of new things to photograph, because as usual my camera isn't with me!

Anyway by the time I reach the inner city, I have to switch my head on as traffic will kill me. Yet it's not till i'm in the shower that I realise, yep... that little voice in my head saying 'You've forgotten something' was bang on...my towel.
So what does one do? I'm not about to use some random's that's hanging listlessly by the lockers, and I can't use my sweaty t-shirt or toilet paper, so i'm left with the 'Paper towel" option, my temporary knight in absorbent armour. Mini crisis officially averted.

Now all I can tell you is this: The towel part of the name is slightly deceiving. I'm guessing I used the equivalent of three towels... to actually begin to feel dry, but I'm not complaining. It was either the paper towel or the sweaty shirt, and it's all in the name.

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