“Nothing is more overrated than mediocre sex nor so underrated as a good shit.”
Marty, who is sometimes wrong but seldom in doubt, credits Allen Ginsberg with that quote and Marty thought of it today when her two back scratchers went missing.
These weren’t elaborate and ostentatious back scratchers (If such things exist). These were simple, sturdy, everyday, underrated, bought-at-the-local-Asian store wood back scratchers.
Marty keeps one in her desk drawer and one by her bed. And now they’ve vanished and its a hot and humid day and Marty is rather desperate for one.
Marty’s father, Larry, appreciated back scratchers and kept them at the ready. If, however, the back scratcher wasn’t up to the size of the task, Larry would go up against the brick fireplace in our kitchen - vigorously. Groaning with satisfaction, he looked like he was dancing a one-man rumba.
Recently, Marty found this footage of her father enjoying a scratch on a family camping trip long ago.



They’re perfect to wear to a family reunion to embarrass your spouse and children.



