I heard once that we (humans) are wired to be curious, the same way we are wired to think babies are cute. Not only is it fun but it serves a further purpose (and for the continentals out there it serves a better purpose BECAUSE it is fun). The elation we feel when we invent or discover something may be that which keeps us curious and helps to explain our rapid and sometimes exponential technological advancement over the past one hundred thousand years.
There are those behaviors that seem to defy explanation, like messiness or procrastination. One side of my family (at least) seems to have taken a second helping and as evidence I present our individual garages.
’nuff said.
This morning I am happy to report that I have discovered the explanation for that trait summed up beautifully by a child’s author; it is a selectable trait indeed.
One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.
– AA Milne
So now all of you organizers (our cleaner-halfs you might say) can rest easy, kick back and watch the party, and revel with us in our discoveries.
blief 
I feel vindicated!
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Thanks, Margy, for assuming it is YOUR side of Lief’s heritage — until I read your comment, I thought he was talking about the Zimmerman side. As evidence, I would show photos of our respective garages/carports/yards, but liability for intrusion on private property without permission, and subsequent publication of said findings, is not covered by my home-owner’s insurance policy.
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I believe he is talking about the Zimmerman side too!! However, I think every family has a smattering of being disorderly and as such I feel vindicated for my occasional lapse.
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Oh, I wasn’t in any way suggesting that the Zimmerman side was exonerated; only that we weren’t the only ones! In fact, as my evidence would prove, we COULD be the most likely source — and that it is more than “a smattering”!
I remember my Dad as always having a plethora of “good junk” around the place. On the farm it included an old motorcycle, a Case tractor and the chassis of the Dodge car he drove from New York City to South Dakota (or Nebraska) when he got out of the Army Air Corps in 1919. None of these saw action during my lifetime — they were out of service long before I was born I think.
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Boy if that kind of stuff is considered discovery, I’m a modern-day Cortez.
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