Ever notice how when you first invite someone over, you clean your place from top to bottom until the space shuttle can see your things gleam from way up in the atmosphere, and the next time the person comes over you clean everything yet again, but gradually you become more comfortable with the person and you think “Well, maybe I’ll just scrub the bathroom a little,” and the next time you just throw your dirty socks into a pile in the corner, and eventually the person comes over and says “Whoa. There’s a rotting cow corpse in the middle of your living room” and you say “Yeah, weird huh?  It just wandered in off the street and died right there on the carpet. I’ve been meaning to get rid of it but man, it’s been a busy month.  So, hey, you want a beer?”