some call me a messy person. i call those people either "edward" or "obviously delusional", depending on my mood.

that aside, i've discovered the cure for any latent clutter management issues that may or may not be lurking somewhere deep inside my genes. seriously. the panacea - like all good things - resides on television. specifically (as much as i hate myself for saying this) TLC and A&E, in the form of hoarding: buried alive and hoarders.

i kid you not. watch the cautionary tale of a woman who was buried in her kitchen for three days under two-year-old piles of dirty adult diapers or see the cleaning crew pull the fifth 2-D dessicated dead cat from beneath mounds of trash and you too will want to compulsively scrub every surface in your house until you collapse into a puddle of clorox.

i've decided that it's time for someone to start posting something on here that's relevant to my life.

unfortunately, i've come to the realization that that person probably has to be me, as i don't see edward - much less brad - posting links to adorable siberian husky puppies, ranting about wedding vendors, or shrieking about the fact that one can buy really awesome and marvelously cheap eugenia kim hats at target anytime soon.

(grah to double "that" - i'm too stupid to understand whether i truly have to use two of those).

so. that combined with the fact that work has me bending the space-time continuum to cram 50 hours of work into a two-day period and then leaving me to my own devices the rest of the time means that i MAY ... just MAY be posting more frequently.

see what posts about the new $100 bill and a little panera free wireless can do?

so i've been getting a lot of flak for not posting links to pictures of the cutest animals at mt. vernon - at least until they reach their adult weight.

well, fine then edward, here you go.

caveat being that these are not the actual ossabaw island piglets at mt. vernon.