Saturday Single No. 201

The difficulty can be traced back to a time when we began to find small silver screws on the kitchen floor. Not many and not very often. But about eight months ago, we found the first, and we had no idea where it had come from.

We opened the dishwasher, checked the places we could see and found no empty holes, then did the same for other appliances in the house. No joy. Puzzled, we put the screw somewhere – neither one of us can recall where that somewhere is – and went on.

Sometime in the intervening months, another small screw show up, shining bravely under the kitchen table. More puzzled yet, we checked again and could find no place that it could call its home. We don’t know where we put that one, either.

A third showed up last week, and I became very concerned. I don’t believe in the hardware fairy: These were not gifts to us from some other dimension. I was certain that the vagrant screws were important somewhere. But where?

We found out this week. When the dishwasher was installed in the cabinet at the end of the kitchen counter, the cabinet was a few inches too long for it. So whoever installed it adjusted things by leaning the dishwasher forward a few inches and using screws to attach the washer to the cabinet frame and hold it in place.

Without the screws, the dishwasher has the habit of retreating into the cabinet like a turtle into its shell. Until you open it and pull out one of the compartment drawers, at which point it leans forward and threatens to tumble into the middle of the kitchen. We’ve been coping with that for a week or so, but this morning, the landlord is coming to make repairs. That’s reassuring, as it was likely he who installed the appliance to begin with, so I expect that he knows how to angle it and where to put the replacement screws.

In an older home, things are going to need repairs sometimes. That’s a given. We’re lucky in two ways. First, we’ve not had many things require repair work in the two years we’ve lived here. Second, we have a landlord who is good about fixing things. So I’m reasonably sure that we’ll never be in the position that Bob Dylan sang about on his 1989 album, Oh Mercy. Nevertheless, the track I have in mind from that album seems somehow appropriate this morning, and it’s today’s Saturday Single:

Bob Dylan – “Everything Is Broken” from Oh Mercy [1989]


2 Responses to “Saturday Single No. 201”

  1. I couldn’t help but hear Bender from “The Breakfast Club” saying, “The world is an imperfect place. Screws fall out all the time.”

  2. Paco Malo says:

    I can’t help but smile when one of my favorite but moderately obscure Dylan albums get up on the radar. I love this record. I still tear up every time I hear “Most of the Time” in the film “High Fidelity”.

    “People [are certainly out there] bending broken rules”, but there’s nothing broken about this album. “Shooting Star”, “Man in the Long Black Coat”, “What Was It You Wanted”, “Political World”: these are just a few of my favorite tracks. And it’s all pulled together by master producer/musician Daniel Lanois.

    What am I doing sitting here; I’m gonna go put the album on right now. Tell the screw fairy I owe her one. 😉

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