Every morning as I get off the train, I make a conscious effort to empty my pockets of garbage. This is a more arduous task than you would expect. It is also a critical step in me not contracting the bubonic plague. For, you see, were I not to empty my pockets regularly I would…
Tag Archive: cleaning
Corporate Communication, or How To Pass the Buck Nicely
A family is like a corporation. Except everybody loves each other and stuff. But, mostly, there’s a lot in common between businesses and families. There are tasks: financial reports, HR management, and, in some scenarios, pink slips and filling open positions. There’s something clinical about this parallel, but it’s true. For example, everyone who’s a…
Applications For Sister Wife Now Being Accepted
I was addicted to the HBO series Big Love despite my initial questions about polygamy. However, I am an open-minded person from a very abnormal family, so I quickly realized sister wives are not only awesomesauce, but should become a part of mainstream society. Like, yesterday. My third daughter will arrive this month, so my need for…
Superman Doesn’t Like Cleaning Up Your Messes
No matter how many times I repeat myself, scream, threaten–whatever, the kids (including my wife *ehem*) can’t seem to grasp the concept of picking up after themselves. They will pull down a game; play half way through it; leave it on the floor (they also have follow-through issues); and then pull some other dumb thing…
EZPZ Cleaning Products, or Down With The Man
I don’t mind cleaning. People who say that have control issues. We say that we don’t mind cleaning when really we mean we LOVE to clean because it makes us feel like powerful agents of change. Dirt? YOUR TYRANNY WILL NO LONGER BE TOLERATED. Laundry? YOU ARE BANISHED INTO THE DRAWERS OF OBLIVION!! Soap scum? YOU…
My Dirty Little (Virtual) Secret
I write posts on Aiming Low from time to time about simple ways to get more organized. On one of those posts, someone wrote a very astute comment that went something to the effect of “I don’t trust people who don’t have a junk drawer.” I think that’s right on the money, actually. My theory…
Bain of my existence
The internet has been very good to me in my five years as a blogger. You’ve never let me down, oh magical people in the computer. I’ve asked all manner of silly question and you’ve been there for me, holding my hand, stroking my hair and squeezing me really tight, all the while saying, “Now…
HP EZPZ: Taming Paper Tigers
I hate papers. Not newspapers… papers. Billing statements, school notices, invoices. Even greeting cards with loving words scribbled in them. I just hate the way they accumulate and seem to reproduce at exponential rates in the corners of my kitchen. At the same time, having been trained as an historian, I’m a big believer in…
