I don't get it

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A random-blast format of the latest things I just don't get:

- How the hell to fold fitted sheets. Quite possibly THE most maddening thing on the planet, and entirely unsatisfying. Especially considering that I don't really care how wrinkly the damn thing is, because a) it gets that way anyway after one night of sleeping on it, and b) it's just covered up by three layers of covers and sheets anyway.
- Why I need to have a second pillow on my side of the bed. Seriously, I never lie on it. I put a pillowcase over it and then gently lean it up against my nightstand until it's time to change the sheets. It's like wearing a tuxedo to sit around the house in - why get all dressed up?
- If/why anyone really does love Raymond. Basically, make Ross Geller Italian, add about 50 pounds and an even more annoying family, and there you have it. Just not hilarity central for me.
- How one person can possibly have such extraordinarily dry skin.
- Why I have to be that one person. Ow.
- Why cable networks feel the need to show the same movie five times in one weekend. Doesn't that guarantee that people won't watch your station for the other eight hours that movie is on?
- Why Darius Rucker sounds like he's passing a kidney stone while singing the theme song for next weekend's overplayed weekend movie event-who-must-not-be-named. Check that - if I actually had anything to do with that huge sopping bucket of treacle, I'd probably prefer to pass a kidney stone instead.

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Somehow it surprises me that the secret to folding a fitted sheet eludes you.

Well, I know HOW to do it...I just can't seem to make it come out right. It's like watching Bob Ross on the painting show (you know, the "happy little sun" guy with a 'fro) - it looks easy, and you should just be able to follow what he does, but no. I get a wadded-up lump of fabric that ends up sitting in the laundry basket, thinking about what it's done to deserve this ignominious fate at the hands of Foldar the Laundrarian.

Ah - that makes a bit more sense. Knowing and actually doing are much different.

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