Dust accumulates. When you clean it, you are really only redistributing it (hopefully out your door) because matter is neither created nor destroyed, right? Didn't I learn that in science class? I think it's the only thing I learned in science class. But this is why the dust comes back so fast, it's just a mere fact of life and I guess you can fight it or live with it. I gave up the fight long ago and now just call me Marjorie Stonicker, comfortable in my own dust.

Well, I can't really blog tonight because I have to get up in the morning and drive two hours to my old boarding school, Hampden DuBose Academy. It isn't a boarding school anymore, but a day school called Legacy. Anyway, there is a 75th Anniversary Celebration of ongoing Christian education which has remained steadfast to the original intent of the founders, and I'm going and hoping to see some old friends from only 29 years ago. I know the campus has changed a lot, so it's going to be creepy and eerie, almost all the old teachers are gone, there is a little gravesite there, too. Okay, let's focus on the living, KEM.

I was cleaning out some old music today and found old papers on colon cleansing and parasites and all kinds of good stuff. You cannot believe the brochure on colon cleansing, the amount of material, the tiny type on the long pages. I will be reading this for days. OR I could throw it out right now. Your pick.

Oh, the Tampa Bay Rays (from St. Petersburg) are 3 - 1. Well, I think I'll go check on Mystery Monkey, he's such a doll.

Okay, I checked on him, he has T-shirts for sale. Now there's a temptation.

KEM