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Pajamas that dissolve on contact with water, so you can go straight from bed to morning shower without shedding clothes. No fumbling with a bathrobe, no leaving a pile on the floor. Comes from a dispenser which supplies a fresh pair every evening. Maybe they even turn into soap when they dissolve...
Auto-bath bed
http://www.halfbake...dea/Auto-bath_20bed
Synergy. [egnor, Apr 15 2001]
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It'll also be pretty easy to spot bed-wetters. They'll be the people who go to bed with pyjama bottoms and wake up with chaps. |
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Make sure you don't sweat too much, either.
| Wes,
Apr 15 2001, last modified Apr 16 2001 |
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If you're sweating a lot, clearly you need fewer bedclothes. It's self-regulating! (Except that it will dissolve into something, probably a sticky mess; in the shower, you can just wash it down the drain, but not so in bed.) |
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The sticky mess problem is easily(?) resolved: you simply
need to make the pajamas sublimate on contact with
excess moisture, rather than disolve. |
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Maybe they should dissolve in perchloroethylene rather than water. Then you could take a "dry shower"... |
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Yeah, well.... that's what the (?) before "easily" was all
about. |
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Personally, I like the idea of transforming the PJs into soap. Less wasteful of resources than simply rinsing them down the drain, y'see. Maybe inject a harmless substance in the line to the shower which catalyzes the tranformation--that way you don't end up with soapy privates (and sheets) if you dribble in the dark. Or thermo-regulate the substance so that it takes 2 minutes of nice hot shower before it gets soapy... |
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Sleep in the nude, saves money on pyjamas, and they don't have to melt off you in the shower. |
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Soap Jammies wouldn't work for excema sufferers |
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How about pyjamas that dissolve 1 hour after putting them on? That way, you go to sleep with them on, but wake up without them, and you don't need to wash them away in the shower - would save shower-time too. |
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But think of all the time that is still wasted going from bed
to bathroom. Sleep naked and knife the waterbed each
morning! |
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I wore the same pair of jim-jams all through my childhood years, and they did eventually dissolve. Just in time for my bath, too. |
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The emporer's new pajamas.... |
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Just sleep in the nude OK? |
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Pant/s,
The plural of the vulgar abbreviation of Pantaloon/s
Word History: It would seem unlikely that the name of a 4th-century Roman Catholic saint should be the ultimate source of a word for a modern article of clothing commonly worn by both men and women. Pants, however, can be traced back to Pantaleon, the patron saint of Venice. He became so closely associated with the inhabitants of that city that the Venetians became popularly known as Pantaloni. Consequently, among the commedia dell'arte's stock characters the representative Venetian (a stereotypically wealthy but miserly merchant) was called Pantalone. His name in French, Pantalon, was borrowed into English (first recorded around 1590). During the middle of the 17th century the French came to identify him with one particular style of trousers, and this same style became known as pantaloons in English. Pantaloons was later applied to another style of trousers that came into fashion toward the end of the 18th century, tight-fitting garments that had begun to replace knee breeches. After that pantaloons was used to refer to trousers in general. The last step in the development of the word pants met with some resistance. This abbreviation of pantaloon was considered vulgar and, as Oliver Wendell Holmes put it, “a word not made for gentlemen, but ‘gents.’” First found in the writings of Edgar Allan Poe in 1840, pants has replaced the “gentleman's word” in English and has lost all obvious connection to Saint Pantaleon. |
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Trouser/s
trou·ser also trow·ser (trouzr).
An outer garment for covering the body from the waist to the ankles, divided into sections to fit each leg separately, worn especially by men and boys. Often used in the plural.
Origin. Back formation from trousers, alteration of obsolete trouse, from Scottish Gaelic triubhas.]
[OF. trousses breeches worn by pages, from trousse, trosse, a bundle, a truss. See Truss, and cf. Trossers, Trouse.] A garment worn by men and boys, extending from the waist to the knee or to the ankle, and covering each leg separately [OE obsolete trews [truss]] |
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People need to be reminded of their roots, I feel. |
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if you still wear pjs and keep them on all night, you probably still live with you mom. |
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How about dissolving bedsheets, you wouldn't even have to make your bed. And dissolving dishes? |
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dissolving people is discussed under health - suicides
| po,
Aug 25 2001, last modified Sep 08 2001 |
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Cool idea! Maybe you could have a filter on the drain, and make the material into new PJs every night. The shower is kind of a wash! |
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[celizafinn] - or maybe you just live somewhere cold? |
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"go to bed with pyjama bottoms and wake up with chaps" |
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written four years ago by someone I don't know. Still funny.... I love the bakery. |
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//Pantaleon, the patron saint of Venice// Has anyone told Saint Mark? |
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Once, many years ago when I was a student at a Technical University in Texas our dorm complex had a fire drill which resulted in all of us, males and females standing in the rain during the night. |
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Frequently this would happen, the late night fire alarm going off followed by a few hundred students pouring out the fire escapes. It seems that the problem was some jerk would dump his ashtray, smoking was allowed back then, down the garbage chute causing a bit of smoke in the system. And off we went. |
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Usually it was just a huge pain. My roommate and I lived on the 7th floor and having to WALK down all those stairs wasn't much fun, much less having to do it knowing there was no good reason to do so. We'd wait until the last minute when we'd be forced out by the RA. |
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But, once outside it would be like a huge slumber party. Guys 'n gals milling about in our PJ's, waiting for the all clear so we could go back in to study, sleep, whatever. |
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It was for all this night time, PJ clad milling about that dissolving pajamas were made for. That's a big [+] from me! |
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//Has anyone told Saint Mark// Shirley,
St. Michael would be the patron saint of
pants? |
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