evolution

a weighty topic for such a carefree weekend, but there it is. now i don't care if you believe the whole Big Bang thing, or a religious rendition, or a combination. or if like me, you tend to say "ya know, I don't really care...I'm here now and Who Is Going To Do The Laundry?" and it was the thoughts along those lines that got me re-pissed off about the conspiricy of educators to not even PRESENT the option that i feel may hit the nail on the head about how we came to be. i skip past the whole Initial Person thing and head straight for the caveman. i believe at that point, women said No Way to creation. NO to living in a drafty cave...No to outdoor plumbing..Hunting & gathering...grunting men in leopard skin. (although the 70's music scene did bring a bit of that back). so the caveMEN had to somehow create more cavemen. and here is where it gets a little harder to understand. even back in those days, men could not hit the laundry basket (the toilet had not been invented yet, so i'll give them a pass on that). so when their dino-hanes needed replacing, they threw them onto the forest floor and after a few months...LO! life sprang forth from the tighty whities. much like mildew on a long lost pair sitting under the hamper for Quite Some Time. so soon there were many cavemen, and they demanded cavewomen. we finally said ok...they had fire and the wheel by now, so things were looking good as a ground-floor investment. an IPO if you will. the gamble did not pay off. once we arrived on the scene, things got easier in the caveman's life and they went about their games in the woods and sitting around the fire belching. we became crafty and innovative, having the need to invent laundrymats and grocery stores, and soon communities were built so we could gather and compare stories. i'll explain more in another post, but you can see where there might be a grain of truth going here. and yes...it is laundry day here. a/k/a PhD day - piled higher and deeper. which explains two things..1) why i am spending time writing about laundry, which started it all, and 2) why i don't have time to finish this post, as the cat has just christened the dark load waiting to go downstairs to be washed. l.