The curmudgeon recently purchased some very powerful, tiny magnets. He was getting tired of things slipping down the fridge door because of old-time magnets.
These little marvels use rare earth elements - a great American tradition of mining whatever they can take at will, like oil.
You have to tug the pencil off the fridge to put a new item on the shopping list. But, it leaps back into position.
I made the mistake, when opening the package, of permitting them to mate - they immediately created a long roll of really, really powerful tiny magnets sort of glued together.
This required immediate action - put them in a drawer and dwell on simpler, less rare earth pleasantries. I'm not dumb.
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