We can never keep up with entropy. We can only try. I think this is why men are forever cleaning out their sheds. Even when no new mess is made, or no new rubbish is made, the entropy of our minds makes a mess that we have to clean up - even though the perceived "mess" is ... not all that bad.
I went to a fine dining restaurant called Entropy once. I have to admit to feeling a little apprehensive.
The entendre there is very satisfying.