Nasty Trash and Stuff

16 09 2008

One thing that I noticed when we were out in the BLM area exploring was that there is a lot of trash.  Most decent outdoors people (and even regular folks) follow the Leave No Trace principle which is essentially exactly what it says, don’t litter, don’t mess up the ecosystem.  BLM lands are public lands with fairly loose restrictions on their usage.  For example, ATVs are allowed, you can go backcountry camping there.  But it seems that this is also that place I mentioned before up in the canyon where the losers go to get drunk and party.  Which honestly i’m fine with, except there is broken glass ALL over the place.  Back in the woods you can tell people found a nice place to hang out and trashed it.  Plastic litter and broken fifths of vodka.  It’s really sad and ugly, and well, dangerous too. The fact that the area in general is so beautiful makes the trash stick out even more.  Next time I go out there I’m bringing a big ole’ garbage bag, maybe I can at least pick up the plastic stuff.


Here are a few pictures from Dinosaur Flats in the Garden Park Fossil Area.  I just think it’s so neat that someone once found fossils out here.  Makes me want to be a paleontologist again…

Giant ant hill.  Pretty normal out here.  We have one bigger than this in our front yard by the road, but since school has started the kids walking home from school have been messing with it… BAD KIDS get out of my yard! Only I can play with the ant hill.

As you know Webb loves to wave at the camera. I would say that he’s a dork, but that would be rude.

After the cacti bloom in June/July the flowers fall off and the ends are green, but in the Fall they turn yellow.  Pretty.


Cluttery goodness.

11 09 2008

After 25 years of living in various arrangements (home, college, apartments) I have finally come to accept one thing about myself.  I dislike cleaning and lack some discipline in that area of my life.  Put more explicitly I dislike cleaning things on a regular basis and don’t like to put things back where I found them. I tend to leave my shoes wherever they come off, and sit things down in strange places that I forget. This would be no surprise to my Mother who spent endless moments explaining that “if I would just put the toys back when I’m finished I wouldn’t have such an overwhelming mess to clean up.” Or saying things like, “I don’t know where your shoes are, I don’t wear them.”

As a child I would routinely let my room slip into a chaotic mess and then upon deciding to remedy the situation I would proceed to pull every single item off every shelf, out of every drawer and pile it into the floor.  I was gonna totally organize every single thing and it would be perfect!! After feverishly re-organizing for several hours, moving items from place to place, getting sidetracked by interesting books or items I hadn’t seen in awhile, I would collapse into an overwhelmed mess of tears and simply leave the room. Very little progress would be made. This hasn’t changed much, even as an adult, you can ask Webb who several times has walked in on a disaster area.  “I’m cleaning out the office,” I would say. He begged me never to “clean” again.

I would say that Webb and I have a cluttered home. I would not call it dirty per se. There are very strict rules of cleanliness involving any place that is a bacteria magnet.  For example: There might be mountains of paper piled everywhere, clothes strung all over the floor, but NO FOOD TRASH.  I hate leaving dishes in the sink (probably a hold-over from the rotten maggot infested food I saw floating in the kitchen sink of Webb’s frat house-oh the glory days). I routinely clean the bathroom toilet to prevent the “truckstop look.”

I am good at doing laundry, (I even fold it now) but i rarely put everything away in it’s proper place. We often locate the day’s outfit piece by piece, pants hanging on a chair, socks in the drawer, shoes under the desk. A constant conversation in our house is:

Jamie: Have you seen my wallet, hat, shoes, purse?

Webb: Nope.

Jamie: Could you please help me find it?

Webb: Why don’t you just put it in the same place every time?

Jamie: Just help me find it!

Webb: It’s sitting right there on the desk, couch, counter, table.

Jamie: Oh thanks

Rinse, repeat.