When I was a tyke, I LOVED The Big Comfy Couch. As a demi-grown-up, I was often inspired by the show to take everything that was out of place and shove it in my closet--only because it was a more practical solution than the couch. Wanna know what's changed now that I'm a fully-sprouted grown-up? Nothing. Well, two things: for one, I don't have nearly the closet space thanks to my live-in boyfriend, and two, I have actually improved my organizational skills. I know. My love of the ten-second tidy will never pass, though. Right now, my current variation on the theme is to play one pump-up jam and tidy frantically until it's over. You'd be surprised how much you can get done in three and a half minutes.