I have just finished vacuuming and such at Mum's. I keep her place spotless, thus proving I am not lazy but, rather, a little further from Dogliness. Besides, if I didn't, I would be on the receiving end of
a woman's work.

I have come to learn, after I learned to become a bachelor, that men often learn "the hard way". I refer to this methodology by a different name, that being "the indifferent way". We really don't give a sugar if it's dusty. As for clutter, these two references are actually separate concepts and these work in sequence such that, indifference continues until sufficient memory deterioration precludes indifference as an option which is learning the hard way. The following example illustrates my logic.

I really have to clean up my office because I can't find my son of a pup trailer licence tag dammit all ta h e double hockey sticks! Where in sweet fuddle duddle is my tag?!!! Ahhh, the Yella Stripes won't stop me. Even if I do get pulled over, I got the registration in me ass pocket and I paid for the tag so I can just say, "Really????" and march back to look in disbelief and say, "Ooohhh, I know what happened, officer (shaking my head in self-disgust). I got the tag in February and that trailer was arse deep in snow and I hd to wait for spring to stick it on but I just forgot about it. I'll do that as soon as I get home... wellll... if I can find it on my desk. My filing system is simple. It's one file marked "pile"." I will chuckle and shake my head in self-loathing and pity. Older cops will understand and rookies will take pity on an old man. Yeah, fuck the tag. I'll find it when I clean up. Hmmm... after I deliver this load a junk, I'll drop by the brown pop store on the way home, grab some cold ones and then I'll turn on some tunes reeeeal loud and clean this dump up. Right after the Pat's game. I wonder who's playin in the five o'clock game. Even if the Yella Striper thinks it's a ruse, I can always say, "Aw gee. Can't ya just check yer computer and find out if I paid?" Hmmm... he might say, "Well, the problem is that you could have used the sticker on another trailer. I can call and check to see if you have another trailer." Oh shit! I never turned in the plate on my old trailer up at Rocky's camp! Guess I'll just hit the powerhouse and clean this dump up. I wonder who is playin at nine thirty. Hope it doesn't rain tonight. That shit will get wet.

I have 24 hours to find the tag and take it to the cop shop or it's $55 for the RCMP and $10 for a new tag. Unfortunately, it's $55 for the missing annual inspection sticker and there's no way outta that. Indifference has become too hard in regard to clutter.