I'm starting to wind down for an early end of my day--and as I am doing that my mind wonders off into unknown, unexpected, and often meaningless directions---it's like it is a first grader left out for recess on the first warm spring day

Not wanting to face a messy desk next Monday I am cleaning up----and in some cases it is a deep clean. I used the vacuum cleaner on my key board and while it helped, deep down in the recesses of the openings I could clearly see "stuff"---and I can get anal about "stuff" where I don't want "stuff".

So--next up was compressed air---and oh my---the "stuff" flew Now---this is where the first grader comes into play---he looked at that "stuff" and said---that looks like dry skin flakes---I wonder if there is sufficient DNA in that "stuff" to make a match----so my first grader ran off with Dr Goggle an drug -this tidbit back home.

So---now if I do anything bad---I gotta worry about the "stuff"

Would have been better if the kid had stayed out in the recess yard

So that this post has some minimal semblance of value----may all have a wonderful, joyful and safe Christmas