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posted by jkeiffer at
7:47 PM
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Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Saturday, January 02, 2010
Inbox Roomba
I have a Roomba for my Inbox.
It bounces around my Inbox, dutifully picking up emails from my mother, trying to avoid less threatening items like reminders or even icky bills.
My mother knows it's there (or at least suspects it).
She tries to trick my Roomba with "test" emails, eCards, and other harmless messages. But my Roomba knows she is just lurking in the dark, waiting to pounce on any response, salivating and gnashing her teeth at the prospect of a return email with any "real life" content.
Apparently my mother's been busy. My Inbox Roomba just careens around in the same corner, twitching electronically and slightly smoking, and unfortunately it's missing some of those dirty emails. Maybe my Roomba's filter is jammed. I wonder if I can get a HEPA replacement filter upgrade...
It bounces around my Inbox, dutifully picking up emails from my mother, trying to avoid less threatening items like reminders or even icky bills.
My mother knows it's there (or at least suspects it).
She tries to trick my Roomba with "test" emails, eCards, and other harmless messages. But my Roomba knows she is just lurking in the dark, waiting to pounce on any response, salivating and gnashing her teeth at the prospect of a return email with any "real life" content.
Apparently my mother's been busy. My Inbox Roomba just careens around in the same corner, twitching electronically and slightly smoking, and unfortunately it's missing some of those dirty emails. Maybe my Roomba's filter is jammed. I wonder if I can get a HEPA replacement filter upgrade...
posted by jkeiffer at
8:59 AM
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Friday, January 01, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2004
Diving Mrs. Daisy
Just thought I'd provide a more complete event description from my last post.
Daisy likes to climb on things, every-things. She was on the couch, and she likes to swing a leg over the arm. She does this to taunt me. I (as her parent) am obligated to tell her "no", "you're going to hurt yourself", and "sit, please", all of which she ignores. So I walk from the kitchen to the couch until she sits down.
As I walk (for the second time) back towards the kitchen and my chores, "bang" goes that unmistakeable head-on-hardness sound. I spin around and Daisy is nowhere to be seen. Did she disappear? No silly, she just took a header off the couch into the corner out of view. Oh, and she's mad. As soon as she catches her breath, that scream she started a few seconds ago is gonna catch up.
I think she's too young to understand "I told you so", but I say it anyway as I rub this big red mark on her forehead and the scream suddenly explodes in my ear. Poor thing.
By the way, she's doing it again now as I type, please excuse me...
Daisy likes to climb on things, every-things. She was on the couch, and she likes to swing a leg over the arm. She does this to taunt me. I (as her parent) am obligated to tell her "no", "you're going to hurt yourself", and "sit, please", all of which she ignores. So I walk from the kitchen to the couch until she sits down.
As I walk (for the second time) back towards the kitchen and my chores, "bang" goes that unmistakeable head-on-hardness sound. I spin around and Daisy is nowhere to be seen. Did she disappear? No silly, she just took a header off the couch into the corner out of view. Oh, and she's mad. As soon as she catches her breath, that scream she started a few seconds ago is gonna catch up.
I think she's too young to understand "I told you so", but I say it anyway as I rub this big red mark on her forehead and the scream suddenly explodes in my ear. Poor thing.
By the way, she's doing it again now as I type, please excuse me...
posted by jkeiffer at
2:23 PM
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Daisy's keeping me busy...
What with falling off the couch as soon as I'm not looking, and playing with the Fart Machine remote control, I've got my hands full today. Hopefully she'll take a good nap soon, because I need it!
posted by jkeiffer at
10:24 AM
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