Fast forward to earlier this week. Some type of insect bit or stung me on my back. Twice. In exactly a place I'm unable to reach. The bites itched a lot. (You might see where this is going.)
Thinking of Alton Brown, I wondered what I had in the Rolling Steel Tent that could serve as a backscratcher. Because it wasn't always convenient to rub my back on the edge of the door.
Hmmmmmm, let's see... nope... nope... Ah-HA! Perfect. And no sharp bits to tear my flesh.