The math of making a mess:

If my old lady dumped me, for instance, I would likely never need to 'make the bed' again. I could manage a full year before needing to sweep the floor; I would frankly, never wash the windows.

Let me just note that it's unsanitary to make your bed. That traps in humidity, and helps bacteria grow in your mattress and on your sheets. It's cleaner to let your bed air out during the day. So you're welcome for that.

But clean your floor, you disgusting pig. :p
 
Let me just note that it's unsanitary to make your bed. That traps in humidity, and helps bacteria grow in your mattress and on your sheets. It's cleaner to let your bed air out during the day. So you're welcome for that.

But clean your floor, you disgusting pig. :p

A pig will clean my floor if I allow it into the house, which, of course, I would.
Chickens are happy to clean up the occasional pig mess, and beyond that, cockroaches are handy.

Most of my filth turns out to be edible.

I'm sure you've been warned of the up-coming bacon shortage, right?
 
My problem with sharing a house with my sister and BIL, is they create and then leave a sticky mess EVERY time they do anything in the kitchen, eat at the table or set a cup down. :(

And they actually use an average of ~7 coffee/tea mugs between them... a day. How?

My way is, don't make a mess, but if I do make a mess... I clean the mess, so I don't have to do it later. I'm actually quite lazy, so this works best for me.

:D

I totally understand what you're putting down.
My Nazi-like organizational tendencies, which I must abandon when sharing space with others, stem from pure laziness.

I resent time spent looking for things that I would know exactly where they were if I wasn't compelled to share space with someone that claims to love me.

The items that frustrate me the most; the things I would keep in a lock-box, if I was willing to be more anal (and lonely) are these:

My tape measure; pens; guitar picks, and ratchet straps.

Oh yeah, and at least one 5 gallon bucket.
I like to have one (empty) at my disposal, at all times.

Why do people, otherwise decent, feel the need to steal these few humble items from me, consistently, in many different locales?
They could take my socks. They could take my soap. But, no. they only want my pens; guitar pics; 5 gallon bucket and so forth.
 
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Fascinating.

Any guess why we're (evidently) unaware of the amount of work involved in trashing the place, yet so painfully aware of the time spent returning it to order?

And might this quazi-half-baked hypothesis explain anything about the human condition, and our apparent messy relationship with the bio-sphere, in general?



Well, it's like I tell people in my martial arts class: Humans are inherently lazy. We have evolved to do things in the laziest way possible, as that husbands our precious bodily fluids resources most effectively.

People who go wasting calories by being too energetic when it's unneeded have to go out and hunt more food sooner than us lazy bastards. Since hunting is an inherently dangerous (and energy consuming!) activity, the longer you can put it off, the longer you'll survive, on average.

So people who are lazy have a slight survival advantage over those who aren't.

It's Scientific!
 
Confession time:

I made this thread to test the moderation system; to see if it was asleep at the wheel.
I feel kind of sleezy about this, and yet, in its own way, it was a science experiment.

I should come up with some math, though.

9.71652 X 0.12957

So,

We're all good?
 
Confession time:

I made this thread to test the moderation system; to see if it was asleep at the wheel.
I feel kind of sleezy about this, and yet, in its own way, it was a science experiment.

I should come up with some math, though.

9.71652 X 0.12957

So,

We're all good?

Sure, but did it work?
I want to be on the peer review committee.

(I'm banking on your statistical analysis being unfounded and weak. Please do not resubmit for any extensions of your grant.)
 
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coprophagia: just because you eat it doesn't mean it's edible.

If you're going off-topic, I get two points.
I'm sure you got the memo.

Which is why it pains me to re-confess. My confession above was bogus.
Lying like that, on a science forum, no less, loses my two points.

However, coming clean; being honest, finally, is worth 3 points!

"Yee-Haw!", as they say in my hood.
 
so, we're forces of entropic action?
Just letting stuff happen seems to require a fair energetic input.
Clothes don't just heap themselves up on that chair.
 
so, we're forces of entropic action?
Just letting stuff happen seems to require a fair energetic input.
Clothes don't just heap themselves up on that chair.
Takes less energy (on MY part) to drop them in the chair than to put 'em where they should be. I men, lifting the lid of the hamper, then pushing them in, squeezing the air out of the ones already in there...
Even less effort to just let them fall where they may.
 
Takes less energy (on MY part) to drop them in the chair than to put 'em where they should be. I men, lifting the lid of the hamper, then pushing them in, squeezing the air out of the ones already in there...
Even less effort to just let them fall where they may.


Sure, but even more effort to pick my lazy ass up after tripping over them... again.

:D
 
A pig will clean my floor if I allow it into the house, which, of course, I would.
Chickens are happy to clean up the occasional pig mess, and beyond that, cockroaches are handy.

Most of my filth turns out to be edible.

I'm sure you've been warned of the up-coming bacon shortage, right?

What the pig will leave on the floor will be much worse than what it will eat off the floor.
 
What the pig will leave on the floor will be much worse than what it will eat off the floor.

Hence, the chickens.
And other famous poo-eaters.
Its not a perfect system.

As per tossing the clothes on the chair, maybe a chair like device could replace drawers and coat hangars and such.
Can 40 million bachelors be wrong about this method of clothes storage?
 
If you're going off-topic, I get two points.
I'm sure you got the memo.

Which is why it pains me to re-confess. My confession above was bogus.
Lying like that, on a science forum, no less, loses my two points.

However, coming clean; being honest, finally, is worth 3 points!

"Yee-Haw!", as they say in my hood.

The Game. You just lost.
 

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