That why I love...
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Ever since I can remember I have been fascinated with “Love My Carpet.” That wonder powder of the seventies and eighties has always had a special place in my heart

Perhaps it was the persistent peddling of this vacuuming wonder-product by Bob Barker and his game show brethren. Really, how could you expect to make it to the “Showcase Showdown” if you didn’t know the price of LMC? Perhaps it was my obsessive compulsive nature that made this product such a winner in my book. Whatever the root cause was, it led to me being the only 7-year old who sneaked LMC into the shopping cart.

There was something so satisfying about the process. I fully admit that this could be a “guy thing,” but, for me, LMC was a way to convert the normally unfulfilling chore of vacuuming into a big progress bar. Oh sure – over the years I managed to refine my vacuuming palette; I have learned to take pleasure in the vacuum lines themselves. But LMC was like vacuum lines on crack. It was so clear. I knew exactly what had been done. The difference was like day and night and I never walked away thinking, “Why did I vacuum? I can barely tell the difference.”

And don’t even get me started on the fact that it was somehow “magic” powder with the ability to draw out dirt that a vacuum somehow wouldn’t get.

That’s why it was so sad that in my quest to find a LMC picture I found little to no evidence that LMC ever existed. Like that black sheep uncle that no one talks about, nearly all references have been purged-- vacuumed away into the great Hoover in the sky.

Farewell Love My Carpet. We will miss you.

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