In May, 2008, Patrick Scullin was in New Orleans. He had a bellyful of Abita
beer and the name “The Lint Screen” popped in his head. It would be a
blogaterium where the “lint” of thought are collected and readers are the
Bounce sheets that clean it. Was the name divine intervention or just some
spooky twist of fate? The jury’s still out. Enjoy.
If you likes what you sees, spread the word like lint to the wind.