Cleaning House--At Least I Get to Keep the Change I Find

Well, the mattress siege has been lifted by the DC government, and our alley has been cleared of all industrial debris. Although, a dark cloud still hangs over the private homes who use this alley, as it is clear that the mattress factory next door has not stepped back production, as evidenced from this picture taken this morning:

(If you need a mattress/boxspring combo, come by the Alley in about two days...these babies are sure to be there)

Sure, I could worry about how i'm going to take my trash out on Thursday--but, I can't live in the future. The DC government's swift action to rid our public spaces of the 'pillowtop menace' has inspired me to follow suit and do a little summer cleaning of TIACAICTG Studios. I have to admit, cleaning is not exactly my idea of a good time. I am more of a straightener than a cleaner, which means I will shuffle papers neatly, then place them back on a dirty table. Or, i will move the couch so that it covers a gravy stain on the rug. My motto: Out of sight, out of...what's that SMELL?

However, in the past few weeks--Reba the VeloGal, Atticus the Wonderdog, the Owenmonster, and Mom the...well Mom, have all done their part to inspire me towards a better cleaning record. So, although I have worked very hard to surround myself with loved ones who are much better than I at spotting where that glob of mustard landed, it seems that I should probably figure out what fabreeze can and cannot save. (i'm looking at you, red sox hat!)

(My camera did not capture the "stink lines" coming from the brim, but trust me, they can be seen with the naked eye)

And, lest you think I can go an entire post without touching on something World Cup related, I leave you with Mesut Ozil auditioning to be the spokesperson for the new "jabulani" flavor of Orbitz gum:

(Wow? or Ew? You decide.)