I've notice recently that I spend a lot of time in supermarkets. Maybe its that I just don't like storing food, but for some reason I elect to revisit my local Albertson's every night before dinner rather than buy food to last me through the week. Consequently, all this time I've spent shopping has taught me a very interesting lesson. People are lazy jerks...

The toilet, for the end user, is one of the simplest inventions around. Human waste goes in, you flip a lever, and the human waste is removed like magic. Its so simple that it's almost impossible to mess up the process. That is unless you're either of the two roommates I share a bathroom with. It seems like almost once a week I walk into my bathroom and find a little 'surprise' waiting for me. To tell you the truth, it's more dumbfounding then disgusting. I just don't understand how it  happens. Are my roommates all 'blind flushing'? Are they so water conscious that they refuse to flush a second time no matter what? Or are they just lazy...

Over the last several years, Self-Checkout systems have been popping up in stores everywhere. Benefitting both the customers and the stores, these machines ease congestion in the checkout lines and reduce the staff needed to operate each register. However, I constantly come across people who abuse the system and cause what should be a quick and seamless process, to be a hideous, inefficient experience...

[Welcome back to the continuing saga of the smelly roommate] So yesterday I came home from work and the house smelled a little bit better. I wasn't quite sure whether it was actually better or if I was sadly becoming acclimated to it. I continued going about my routine until I was approached by one of my other roommates. "Did you notice it smells a little better today", he said. I confirmed that it did and asked him if he had had a conversation with Skunky. Apparently, not only had he had a brief conversation with him, but that afterwards Skunky actually cleaned up a bunch of things, took the offered bar of soap, and hopped in the shower...

I get a lot of flack for my obsession with organization. It's not a "disorder", in that it doesn't inhibit normal functioning, but people who aren't as organized as I am find it a bit odd. What these people don't realize is that this is actually an obsession with efficiency, rather than a compulsion to clean. Take for instance last night when I asked my roommates to help clean out the fridge...

Is there a proper protocol for telling a roommate that they stink? I know it sounds rude, but I'm really not sure what to do any more. We all know or will run into people who have a pungent body odor, but what we (the other clean[er] roommates) are having to deal with goes way beyond that. We're not merely talking about a small aura of smell that follows the roommate around, no. We're talking about a swinging vortex of putrid filth that is emanating from his room and taking over the house...

I know that not everyone on the planet is as OCD as I am, but I still cannot figure out how people can live with complete mess. Though the situation has since been rectified, a few nights ago the kitchen sink was allowed to reach "Kitchen Critical Mass" (or KCM). Which is of course the minimum amount of mess needed to cause a nuclear reaction in your kitchen...

People familiar with many of my quirks know that I'm a cleanly person. I hate the feel of my own natural hand oils and I wash often. During the work day I even get up several times just to wash my hand before returning to my own work station. I naturally assume that the obsession with washing and being clean would carry over into all aspects of hygiene, but I've recently made a stunning revelation that my cleanly compulsion is actually overridden by habitual training when it comes to tooth brushing...

From as far back as I can remember, there has been this constant raging battle between Evolutionists and Creationists. As a child progresses through school, they're taught science, which preaches evolution, while being taught religion, which preaches creation, back at home. For a lot of people this can be not only frustrating, but downright offensive. Personally, I don't believe this has to be, or should be the case...

For the greater part of the last year, the local transit authorities have been at work on a new light-rail system in my area. I love the idea of the system, in that it will hopefully cut down the amount of traffic on the 78 freeway, however, I have a few gripes with the system's implementation. Almost the entire system (at least the portion in my city) runs along a major road, which I use everyday, and horribly interferes with the traffic light algorithm in a major intersection...