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Self-Cleaning House
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| Frances Gabe, the designer & builder of the Self-Cleaning House, wouldn't let us in until her huge Great Dane, Molly, had sniffed each of us ... slowly ... one by one. "I should have worn a longer skirt," said Max. |
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These diagrams explain how the Self-Cleaning House works.
I didn't get that part, but I did get the sign that says, "A woman has to do twice as much as a man to be considered half as good. Fortunately, that isn't difficult." This is similar to what Frances told us about her university education: "I did twice the work in half the time! They put me in a lead-lined room and studied me!" (Superman, jump back!) |
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So, how does a Self-Cleaning House really work? I expected some super-engineered answer. But basically, the answer is: you build drains under the floors, cover the furniture with resin (an inch thick or more, in places!) and the paintings with cellophane, mount dishwasher jets to the ceiling, and let 'em rip.
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Here's the kitchen. You just put your dirty dishes in the rack on the shelf, and make with the spray action.
Well, when it works. The Self-Cleaning House doesn't work at the moment, as it turns out. |
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