Line Dried Sheets and other Randomness

There are a lot of mysteries in this world that most of us don't understand and/or can't quite figure out.  Some of the more common ones would be: Nessie, missing socks from the laundry, and Justin Bieber.  Most things in this world fall into the easily explainable category, but then there are those others that no one can really nail down.

One of those mysteries (for me anyway), is what I'll call Avian Discretionary Excrement Bombing.  ADEB for short, this mystery occurs when you hang your sheets on the clothesline to dry and out of the 80 billion acres of open cornfield surrounding your house, the birds specifically target your clean white sheets to deliver their "package".  Now, I love birds.  I'm an avid birdwatcher and yes I even have multiple feeding stations all around the yard.  The one thing I truly despise about birds however, is ADEB.

Here's another mystery:  Why is it that when you pick up a kitten, your arm involuntarily flexes in such a way that your hand brings that soft, fluffy adorable kitten right up to your cheek?  I'm pretty sure this is a global thing, although it might not affect every person who's ever picked up a kitty.  It certainly does affect those in my house, and it's rather interesting to watch.

While I'm on the subject of mysteries, what's up with racism?  Certainly not a subject to be taken lightly, but it's just so stupid I can't honestly fathom any rational, intelligent human being, being a racist.  Since I'm just a white chick with a bit of Scottish and French lineage tossed in to keep things entertaining, I have no idea what it feels like to be subject to racism.  I can imagine however, it must be the most demeaning, dehumanizing feeling, ever.  I sure wish folks that were into racism could feel for an entire year, what it feels like to be on the business end of that treatment.  Okay maybe a year is too long and cruel and unusual punishment.  Then again, folks who are treated in a sub-human way as a result of racism get to feel it their whole lives, so maybe a year isn't so long after all.  Yep, vote for me for president and I'll ensure all racists get a taste of their own medicine for 1 full calendar year.  The world would drastically change, wouldnt it?

Oh, and while I'm president, chocolate will not make you gain weight,  milk, bread and laundry soap will always be free, and it will be sunny and 76.4 degrees farenheit every day of the year except for the week of Christmas. During that week it will snow like mad, everyone gets paid time off work, and only those currently going thru their year of anti-racism rehab will shovel everyone's driveway, for free.

Yep, I've got it all figured out.  Well, except for Nessie, missing laundry socks, and Justin Bieber.