I’m feeling sickly today; is there a golf ball of phlegm stuck in the back of my throat? I’m nearly incapacitated at the moment, my brain farting around as those damn pink and white antihistamine pills do their worst. Better than the alternative of a snotty nose? You decide.
Last week heralded the birthday of Walter Hunt, an ingenious man prone to inventing really important items out of midair when he needed the cash. On April 10, 1849, he sold a patent for a bent piece of wire to repay a $15 debt. And thus the safety pin was born. Safely.
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