Compressed Air

So, my mom has discovered air...in a can, and has now taken to using it on EVERYTHING! The tv screen, bookshelves, bugs on the wall....everything. If you see dust, stand back, mom is coming in with the compressed air. What the crap? I tell you what I think is fun...the steam blaster on the iron. Now, that is good times. I had to iron my shirt for church this morning and I steam blasted that thing until the water ran dry. Mom made fun of me, but let's remind ourselves that she's the one who blows bugs with compressed air. Hello! So, alas, it is the simple things in life that amuse us. Who needs Broadway when you have air in a can and steam-blasting irons? Go figure.