I was washing dishes at Del Frisco’s Grille and busing tables at a Tex-Mex place and writing songs the whole time. I did a lot of my writing at those jobs, thinking up melodies in my head.
Truth, like gold, is to be obtained not by its growth, but by washing away from it all that is not gold.
I find myself dreaming of doing normal things – like staying home and washing dishes.
These guidelines are extraordinarily important. It’s about social distancing, it’s about washing your hands. It’s about ensuring that you’re protecting yourself and protecting others. It’s not about partying on beaches during spring break.
We should be concerned about our immediate environment. Taking care of the leaking tap, not wasting water while washing hands, and other such gestures will go a long way in helping the environment.
My home life, growing up, was like tumbling inside a washing machine as I shuttled around the middle of Kentucky with my mother. She was never content to stay in one place, or with one man, for too long. She was as smart as she was independent, though, and always landed some job that brought in a little money.
I fell asleep once while washing dishes. I hallucinated prolifically – like, squirrels knitting whole sweaters! It was like my dreams inserted themselves in my waking life.
I can sleep on a bloody washing line if I want to.
‘Minute to Win It’ is a variation on a game show from the 1950s called ‘Beat the Clock,’ in which contestants won washing machines and fox stoles by doing such pointless stunts as catching a tennis ball in a paper cup or knocking a hat off one’s wife’s head with a whipped-cream spritzer.
I use my Bionic flat iron and hair dryer, all shampoo and conditioners are sulfate free, and keep the blow-drys to a minimum. If I can go two to three or even four days without washing my hair, I’ll just go for it. I know, sounds gross, but otherwise, I’d be frying my hair.
Even the mundane task of washing dishes by hand is an example of the small tasks and personal activities that once filled people’s daily lives with a sense of achievement.
My creative process is quite slow. I hear melodies in my head while I’m washing the dishes and I allow my subconscious to do the work.
I don’t know how to use a washing machine.
If you feel like you can’t throw a party, just put a timeline together. There are always little things you can do ahead of time – like washing and pressing linens and bringing out your tableware. Check them off as you complete them.
At school I was lazy. But I started working when I was 15, washing dishes at a local truck stop restaurant. I was really, really bored with school, and I wanted to get a job as fast as I could. School was just so easy. There was just no challenge to it.
I don’t have a dishwasher, and I hate washing dishes.
I was a hairdresser’s assistant. I used to get 20p tips for washing an old woman’s hair. I used to get there at 8 A.M., leave at 6 P.M. and get £10.
Sex is like washing your face – just something you do because you have to. Sex without love is absolutely ridiculous. Sex follows love, it never precedes it.
Reading reviews makes you thin-skinned. It’s like waves washing layers off your skin.
A lot of people say it’s cathartic to cook, and I’m like, ‘How is it cathartic washing all these dishes?’
When I am brushing my teeth, I’m bending my leg behind me, or I’m lifting my leg up and holding it in that position so I’m squeezing my butt in. I can do that while I’m washing or slicing vegetables, too. Or I go up and down on my toes, working my calves a little bit.
I’m a logical woman and won’t resort to washing dirty linen in public.
