Showing posts with label hands across the porch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hands across the porch. Show all posts

Two of my favorite internet friends (whom I do like more than most of my real-life friends I have to confess) are super-talented.

Fred's got a new song out which I kept on repeat for an entire day. I highly recommend downloading it and singing along.

And Jetpacks has an awesome song... about jetpacks that I missed in April. But I've remedied that and have it stuck in my head. It's appropriate since all this weekend I wished I had a robot to clean my bathroom floor.

Or our own town. I feel ya buddy:

I find myself being greeted with cutouts of articles talking about procrastination while supervisors and people with some leverage in the decision making business of the department are constantly rendezvousing to chat it up while I have my headphones on and I’m sending the twelfth job for the day. I’m handing things early and the thanks I get are the ones that are already embedded into the signature of an email. That and finger wagging emails highlighting trivial “mistakes” that are more style than substance and which on a rush day wouldn’t make any difference.

Misery loves company, so read the whole post.

This was the first very quick attempt at capturing Starbucks' new "porch" advertising. I need to get a camera phone - or borrow an iPhone. I suspect it's easier to be stealth about these sorts of things if you can pretend you're doing something else and NOT pulling out an actual camera.

Gizmodo says it's for the lazy. But I think it's a perfect companion for porch-sitting. Or mowing green or oasiscape.

Even though the price is steep, with gas prices going the way they are the little guy may end up paying for itself in no time.

And if you don't want to porch-sit, I think it would come in nicely for multi-tasking. I attack the weeds, vegetable and flower beds while this little guy mows. And he doesn't complain.

I think this is a win-win situation.

My birthday is in July. *winkwinknudgenudge*

Update: The cap'n and I have decided it'll probably run into fences more than anything.



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