Sep 30, 2008

The new vacuum

I am now officially a true elitist. I thought I was before, but then I saw this sweet rig on for less than half price, and said, "She will be mine. Oh yes, she will be mine." You might be saying to yourself, "It's just a vacuum." Does your face hurt? Because I just punched you through cyberspace for saying that. This is an engineer's wet dream of a vacuum, the Dyson DC15 Full Kit. 220 air-watts of face-sucking power, a 12-amp carpet-shredding motor, and a 0.71-gallon canister of pure testosterone.

For the first time in my life, I'm actually excited to vacuum. And with a body like that, this vacuum's just dying to be used.

This thing could charm the fur off a dust bunny. Oh, what's this? Why is this old Hoover Legacy II so sad? Because it sucks. Or doesn't suck anymore.

Stay tuned for the celebrity vacuum death match.

Sep 27, 2008

Low post frequency

No, the title is not referring to highway mile markers. I'd like to apologize to all 2 of my readers for not posting more often. Actually, I won't apologize. I'm going to school and working full time, so I won't be posting as frequently. Get over it.

Sep 11, 2008

The state fair

To set the mood, please turn your speakers on and press the play button on the video below.

Ah, the state fair. The one time a year when you wonder where all the creeps and weirdos you're noticing around you came from.

I decided to have a little fun this year and created a scavenger hunt. Unfortunately, we left the list in the car, so we weren't able to do it. But within minutes I had mentally checked off all the items. I think I was able to check off 10 items from just one person. Now that's multitasking.

The scavenger hunt isn't limited to just state fairs. It's just as useful and fun at rodeos, Nascar races, professional wrestling matches, monster truck rallies, Insane Clown Posse concerts, and anywhere in Wyoming.

Click here for your very own personalized copy of the scavenger hunt.

Sep 3, 2008

Rogue commenter

Just a heads up, I'd like you all to ignore the rogue commenter by the name of Robocop. Robocop's spiteful and hurtful comments only work to bring down the uplifting, truthful words that this blog tries to spread to the masses. Through high-tech surveillance, an image of Robocop was obtained:

I know, I'm as surprised as you are. My own wife. But it makes sense. Only someone with such an intimate knowledge of the nerd within me could write such piercing words. And she's probably going to kill me for putting her picture up. Ah, sweet revenge.