you every american sitcom i've ever watched usually involves one scene at a laundromat - but i have in fact never been to one in my five years here - until yesterday. i've lost the key to the laundry room in our apartment and my roommate doesn't return till september, so with esme as my virgil i haul a bag of washing to porter square where with her help i was less confused than i could have been. if you recall that episode of w&g where karen goes to a laundromat and says, honey where are the fish? well, i felt exactly like that yesterday.