Last month, between the dark lows of Post-Potter Depression and the giddy highs of That Hottie Daniel Radcliffe is finally Legal Age?! Euphoria, I started wondering if I was going totally mental.*
For one thing, I began wondering what I might do with my used Q-tip/cotton swabs so as to keep them out of landfills.
These types of twilight-hour considerations are not pleasant. I wavered between thinking that I was becoming an acoustic-guitar brandishing, deodorant-eschewing hippie and the more reasonable idea that I was perhaps merely rising to the challenge that our new green consciousness is raising, which might soon become the standard in everyday life.
Radical? Mediocre? Pervy? Nuttier than squirrel shit?
Well, like the fine ladies of Le Tigre once said, it turns out that mediocrity rules. Apparently, I am not alone in my late-night musings on the rehabiliation of the humble Q-tip. I should of have known.
These days, if it ails you, there's a blog that'll cure it.
Next time these pressing recycling dilemmas attack, there'll be no need to flounder and waste time, because I'll just toddle over to Recycle This, a British blog dedicated to finding creative ways for people to re-use or recycle everyday items.
Wallah! The answer: How To Recycle/Re-Use Q-Tips...
With the current glut of green blogs, the simple format of Recycle This is refreshing, as well as genius. The blog itself doesn't deign to have all the answers but merely poses questions for readers on how to recycle or reuse things like old swimming costumes, tyres - wasn't kidding about the British thing, was I? - old jumpers (that's "old sweaters" in American), medication blister packs and used staples. Then interested readers comment with their suggestions and solutions. Truly interactive and a godsend for for anyone perseverating over the fate of their manky old hot water bottle.
So far, August finds me feeling much more stable, thank you, now that I need not spend the wee hours speculating on the plight of my empty dental floss container. May it be so with you as well.
Now, if I can just get up the nerve to ask that dreamy Daniel Radcliffe to the prom...
*Check out my spoiler-laden review of the last Harry Potter book at Prose Matters.
