Yesterday I learned that my ridiculous habit of washing crayons (and Yu-Gi-Oh cards, don’t tell Noah) is a genetically based stupidity. While doing a load of laundry, my mother accidentally knocked something into her washer (which is less than 2 months old). It wasn’t until she went back to move the wet clothes that she realized she had slipped a full sleeve of light bulbs in with the laundry. The soggy cardboard debris was nothing compared to the slivers of glass everywhere. She spent the evening trying to vaccuum the little holes inside the washing machine drum. This morning she called the manufacturer’s hotline and was informed that they had never had this problem occur before. Some appliance maker is passing around a memo to everyone in the company about the Tennessee woman who had the bright idea to wash her light bulbs.