Gaspump news.
Posted by todd Sat, 27 May 2006 14:12:00 GMT
The trouble with online dating.
Posted by todd Sun, 21 May 2006 16:39:00 GMT
Yes, I'm too busy/slack to update anymore, so now I'm one of those people that just puts random junk on their website.
This is pretty funny though.
Cleaning Lady
Posted by todd Sat, 29 Apr 2006 13:16:00 GMT
I almost spit coffee out my nose when I saw this. Couldn't resist sharing.
Also, I've been flying all over again and haven't had time to post. I'm a bad person.
Bye!
-T
Bachelor apartment upgrade, with bonus geek parts!
Posted by todd Sat, 24 Sep 2005 14:43:00 GMT
The famous bachelor/writer P.J. O'Rourke summed up bachelor thinking when he wrote: "How often does a house need to be cleaned, anyway? As a general rule, once every girlfriend. After that she can get to know the real you.".
My place is *slightly* better than that, I clean it once a month or so. Like everyone else in my generation, I'm almost certainly ADHD.. so I *start* cleaning oh... every 30 minutes, but then I get distracted by the noise outside, or to get a drink of water, or to write these stories. So basically it never gets finished until one day I come home and have a panic attack, or can't find a place to sit. Then I throw things away until it's better.
Until now.
C'mon, I'm a busy guy. I don't have time for all this "sweeping", and "picking up". If I'm picking something up, it better have a nice ass. So what do you do?
You buy a roomba robotic vacuum cleaner, that's what you do.
I've named him Robert. (which is a joke very few of you will get, so don't worry.)
Robert is my new friend, and not only does he have my apartment looking freaking sweet, he has a remote control that I can chase the cat with. BONUS!!
Interestingly, having Robert has caused other things to be cleaner as well. Just like having weasels (ferrets, whatever), or kids (I presume), you can't just leave random stuff on the floor or it will get chewed up and eaten. So I had to pick up all the socks off the floor and hide the 86 miles of electronics wires that run everywhere. You could almost eat off the floor, if I had anything to eat here.
It's almost like having a roommate. It sits in it's room (the kitchen) until it gets enough energy to do something, and then it sort of stumbles around the apartment, bumping into walls, eating whatever it can get it's hands on. Once it's had enough of that and it's battery is drained, it crawls back to it's room and declares itself victorious (seriously.. It makes the duh duh duh duh!!! (charge!) noise.)
Ok.. having said that.. it's *exactly* like having a roommate.
There is only one downfall to this wonderful invention... It's only a matter of time until I destroy it. See, it's got little USB connectors on the side of it, and I've heard that you can hook it up to a computer and reprogram it. So, whenever I find the right cable, I'll kill it almost immediately.
Just like my roommate. *shriek!!!*
