Lead Summary
Remember two weeks ago I wrote about my disastrous attempt to patch my leaky birdbath? I was conquered by an evil entity called Flextape, which also conquered three pairs of my good scissors.
Okay, maybe all of them wouldn’t be considered exactly “good,” but at least they worked. But not on the Flextape. I don’t think anything in this world or the next would work on Flextape. It reached out and grabbed the scissors along with my fingers and was loathed to give them up. My fingers are still raw from the uneven competition.
Read Molly's Ink Spots in the June 4 Advance.