A Rather Vowel Smell

 

Maybe about twice a year, after I empty all the wastebaskets around the house, I take them out to the driveway and scrub them with soap and water.

It occurred to me yesterday that I have never really cleaned out this electronic wastebasket here on my monitor.  All I’ve ever done is empty it.  So, yesterday, with rubber gloves and a hard bristle brush, I went to work cleaning it out.

Most things came out easily, although there were some half-baked ideas that were rather sticky and had begun to mold.  I ran across a few broken promises and sometimes y’s.

It was the silent letters that were the hardest to see, and several inklings were stuck to the bottom of the basket, along with about two pounds of old, crusty commas.  One incomplete sentence had gotten itself wedged along the upper edge, I tried to scra