I have a “mini” washer and dryer (separate / unattached units). The dryer sits on a wooden shelf in the laundry closet with the washer directly beneath it on the floor. The problem comes when one wants to open the lid to the washer - because of the dryer shelf, the washer lid only opens about 8 inches (and doesn’t stay up) which makes it kind of hard to load and unload clothes. So I put my creative problem solving cap on and came up with a nifty solution.
I dug through my junk drawer and found one of those screw-in double coat hooks that you can put on the back of a door - a semi-straight “hook” on top with a more curved hook below it. I situated the washer so that the opened lid is lined up along the edge of the wooden shelf above it. Then I hooked the lower hook of the coat hook under the opened washer lid, and used the upper (straighter) hook to catch onto the wooden shelf above. A perfect little washer lid-latch (and NO animals were harmed in its creation)!
What sort of creative “invention” has necessity inspired you to be the mother of? *
*previously posted at the SDMB2 in an effort to encourage chatter, but the place is a morgue. Apologies to the three other people who might have seen this before.
StoryTyler
“Not everybody does it, but everybody should.”
In a past life I looked at people dragging sledges and thought “There’s got to be a better way.” In short, I am solely responsible for the wheel, axle, and brake fluid.
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
Lesse…When I was a kid, I constructed my own tree climbing crampons out of Campbell’s soup cans, tin snips and duct tape. Then there was the time in the army that I repaired a pneumatic brake line with bubble gum and silk tape. Not really an invention, but definitely out of neccessity.
“Don’t bother to pack your bags, Or your map.
We won’t need them where we’re goin’,
We’re goin’ where the wind is blowin’.”
Hey Ty, when are you gonna’ get over this obsession with the intermittent wiper? That’s all I ever hear about. So where’s the patent, Miss Smartypants? Uh? Where are those licensing fee checks from Ford and Chevy? Uh? Uh? And you have the audacity to try and take the credit for such a profound contribution to mankind. Sheesh!
And Surgoshan, since you invented brake fluid, can I hold you responsible for the brake fluid that someone sprayed all over the back of my truck a few weeks ago? The paint, which is less than a year old, is now bubbling up and flaking off all over my tailgate. Goddamned punk kids.
[[[Dirty Devil is now going off to hook himself up to his thorazine drip, and will try to relax and behave himself.]]]
I once had a REALLY cold Arizona Iced Tea, which literally had ice hanging off of the side. Just the thought of touching it lowered my body temperature to that of the proverbial “witch’s butt”. I really wanted to drink it, and didn’t want to wait, so I put a sock on my hand and chugged away! Five minutes later I was groaning on the floor in agony due to a freeze headache, but that’s what showers are for.
A computer without a Microsoft operating system is like a dog without bricks tied to its head.
As a member of the youngest generation on the board (under twenties), I would like to claim collective credit for inventing sex, because, after all, all you older people are fuddy duddies what could NEVER have sex.
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
Ok, look. WAY back when, when I first came up with the idea, I happened to mention it to a family friend who happened to work for Ford. Now, I’m not saying he ripped me off, but not three months after I …
Uh-huh, ok FINE. I see that raised eyebrow on your face, and I’m tellin’ you, it’s true! DAMMIT! That was MY idea!!!
:::furiously cursing Thorsten Olssen to hell::::
StoryTyler
“Not everybody does it, but everybody should.”
Actually, Ty, the intermittent windshield wiper is the most overlooked invention in the history of mankind.
Guys, try this:
Tie one end of a piece of string to the wiper. Get in the car, roll down the window and tie the other end to your penis. Open a Penthouse magazine and turn on the wipers.
No hands!
And when you get near the end, turn the wipers on full speed.
No date on Saturday Night? Who cares?
Looking for beta testers. Contact StoryTyler at www. dot. cum.
OK, Wally, let me see if I got this right. Tie one end of string to remote control radio antenna (or was it the intake manifold?), and the other end to my peepee while trying to hold latest copy of Penthouse. And now what do you do with these here jumper cables?
Bluepony,
the bored Neighbor From Hell with too much time on his hands and a full garage of tools
I know it’s probably a rather common one, but I once replaced a snapped fan belt with one of my girlfriends stockings to get the car to the nearest garage without overheating. Had to pay her for the damn stockings too… one would think this kind of ingenuity (sp?) would be more appreciated
Apologies to the three other people who might have seen this before.
