With Scrubbing Bubbles

Christopher Lynk
February 7, 2006

It seems that, at long last, my mother has been outmoded.

No longer will my household need to go through an extra large can of Dow Scrubbing Bubbles and an unmeasurable amount of Lysol in one day’s time.  The question is, what will she do with her time now?  I think it’s time to hide my shoebox of private stuff in a better location.

Christopher Lynk

Christopher Lynk

I'm the Oneonta Accordion Guy! I'm a huge dork who geeks out over video games, super heroes, science fiction, and other nerdy stuff. I work really hard as the president of a marketing agency. Sometimes, when the moment is just right, I light some candles, put on some soft jazz, and actually update my blog.
Christopher Lynk

Christopher Lynk

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I'm the Oneonta Accordion Guy! I'm a huge dork who geeks out over video games, super heroes, science fiction, and other nerdy stuff. I work really hard as the president of a marketing agency. Sometimes, when the moment is just right, I light some candles, put on some soft jazz, and actually update my blog.

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