A stable stream of belly button fluff
January 27th, 2008It has been a long week.First there was my birthday. I mostly spent this day paying flying visits to friends and wandering around the campus of Exeter University taking long exposure pictures of moving water. In the evening I just went for a quiet drink with my wife; this was really nice. I did make the mistake of drinking beer in the pub and red wine when we got home though - which made me woozy very quickly indeed. All in all, it was a very quiet but very nice day.
Then I got ill. I don’t know what it is but there is nasty cough associated with it as well a flu-like symptoms. So this is why I haven’t been very active this week.
Anyway you don’t want to know about me and my life, you want to know about my belly button fluff.
I have discovered that tucking one’s t-shirt in definitely has a good impact on navel lint production. On Monday I produced this…
This is a not insubstantial lump of belly button fluff. Blue t-shirt, blue lint, no surprises.
On Tuesday I produced this…
A monster bit of belly button fluff. Brown t-shirt, brown lint, huge fluff, Measuring in at a tremendous 13mm I am very proud of Tuesday’s navel lint.
On Wednesday I produced this…
Not huge, but measuring in at a respectable 10mm. The t-shirt I wore on Thursday was a kind of khaki colour - a bit brown, a bit grey and a bit green. This picture doesn’t really get the colour across well, but rest assured the colour does match the t-shirt to some extent. This one had a surprising amount of belly hair threaded through it - I usually get one noticeable hair a day, this one was riddled with the stuff.
On Friday I produced this…
Grey t-shirt, grey fluff again - I am not really subscribing to this “all fluff is blue-grey” theory that abounds on the web. Friday’s specimen of belly button fluff measures in at a monstrous 14mm. Wow!
On Saturday my belly button produced this…
Another khaki t-shirt, more khaki fluff. Not enormous and quite hairy again. This little lump of belly button fluff was nearly lost to the dust and fluff of the floor. I had a few quick peeks at my navel during the day to see if the accumulations were proceeding as planned, and it was. Then, near bed-time I went to remove and photograph the day’s lint accretion only to find it was not there. Gasp! I cast around in a mild state of panic and found it on my belt - it had obviously only fallen out fairly recently but this is the proof I needed to say with confidence that sometimes “lint is lost”. I need to be more vigilant about protecting my belly button fluff.
Today (Sunday) I didn’t tuck my t-shirt in and the accretion is tiny to say the least. If there is anything worth showing, I will share the photo tomorrow.
On a slightly different note, I visited my dying friend in hospital again today. He had a seizure earlier that day and was almost incapable of speech. He is usually very tired after one of these so I didn’t stay long but we did spend a little while holding hands. It isn’t really a very British thing to do, or very manly either, but it was one of those moments where a certain understanding passed between us. It was the first time my strong facade broke in front of him and my eyes welled up as we held eye contact. Some people have questioned whether he understands that he is dying, I think he knows all too well - I could see it in his eyes.
No sleep for me tonight.