Look! Up in the sky! It’s a bird! It’s a plane!
It’s ... Extreme Ironer!
You think those people who die on Mount Everest every year have it tough? Just try ironing your favorite shirt while hanging from a rope at 20,000 feet.
The sport of extreme ironing is ready to take over America, and perhaps the Olympics one day.
And yes, there is such a thing as the Extreme Ironing Bureau, which is planning the two-week extravaganza.
It starts Monday in Boston, shifts to the Black Hills of South Dakota (maybe Rocky Raccoon will join them), and concludes at Times Square on Memorial Day.
In case you’re unclear: Extreme ironing involves ironing items of laundry in remote, inhospitable, dangerous or unusual locations.
By that definition, our mother was an extreme ironer for years and didn’t know it.
Follow the high-flying excitement at ExtremeIroning.com.

Posted at May 13, 2004 02:19 PM