cleanliness

so i have been indulging in ( i mean... making a documentary about) all of chicago's weird summer events, and last weekend was printers row book fair. basically a two block used-book sale with the weirdest titles imaginable. i bought a formidable looking history of the balkans part I, and the man looked so surprised at my interest in medieval balkan history that he gave me part II for free. then since i was broke and could not purchase all of the 678 books i actually realized i needed (ok, so i wasn't so much broke as... i realized i have no place to put my books; i had spent about 6 hours rearranging my shelf to fit in my nyc strand purchases and i could not imagine another 6 hours of rearranging for printers row purchases), i chose to buy the small and funky looking "the philosophies of andy warhol: from a to b and back again". contrary to popular belief, it is a great idea to buy books based on their covers (and their titles of course. i could never buy a book called (i'm not making this up) "parenting for primates" or "tree injuries"). this book cover looked like a soup can, and had andy warhols face where the logo is. so i had to buy it, you see...

and so today, while i was proudly serving my duty as an american citizen (insert trumpet and flying flag in slo-mo), by serving my jury duty, i spent about 30 minutes reading about andy's obsessive friend's cleaning habits. literally this went on for somewhere between 10 and 15 pages (maybe more)... this woman was... crazy to say the least. but when i got home, despite being tired from having walked around the city all day (including the somewhat shady South Side of chicago), i had a two hour cleaning session of myself. i think i have scrubbed, shaved, exfoliated, soaped, shampooed, conditioned and moisturized every inch of skin i have.
now i feel very crisp and clean, although im still inspired to clean my already spotless (thanks to the constant demands of my mother, who would have loved andy's clean friend) room, but alas i am too dead tired. it shall have to wait until tomorrow. hopefully the cleaning inspiration will last through the night...