Back from T-day. And the House on the Rock.

Boss: "I'm transferring you to our Green Bay office."

Employee: "Green Bay?!? Are you kidding me?  There's nothing there but beastly women and football players."

Boss: "Excuse me, but my WIFE is from Green Bay!"

Employee: "Oh.  Er...so what position does she play?"

It's the only Wisconsin joke I really know, but there you have it.  I'm back from my Thanksgiving vacation in Madison, Wisconsin.  This included a trip to The House on the Rock.  I could spend time raving about this amazing place, showing pics and video I took, and so on.  But instead I'll just get to the parts truly relevant to this blog.

The House on the Rock is, much like Castle in the Clouds or Hammond Castle, a home that was built by some eccentric guy, filled with stuff, and eventually turned into a profitable tourist attraction.  I really do admire people like this.  We have the ability to create our own world.  The technology is there.  So part of me certainly wants to get a big place and turn it into an oddity.  However, the reality is that true clutter won't make a tourist attraction.  Nobody is going to pay admission to see somebody's collection of 40,000 pieces of junk mail, unless maybe they were fashioned together to make a gigantic frog statue.

That doesn't mean having my own bigger place to decorate is out of the question.  I'm just saying that I have to get rid of the clutter first, THEN move out, THEN take care that the clutter problem still gets addressed before it ever gets out of control.  In the meantime, step 1 still continues.