Still no flying cars, but the Jetsons world is starting to come through at BigAss HQ with the arrival of the Roomba robotic vaccum cleaner.
I got a Roomba Scheduler for Christmas from mom and dad and have had a few opportunities to put it through its paces.
It's cleaned the living room and dining room a few times, and does a decent job. It chokes on cords if they're in the way, and wedges itself helplessly under the coffee table from time to time, but that's half the fun.
It's not a hands-off toy. It demands cleaning after use. Emptying the dustbin is just part of the maintenance. It takes a bit more work to take the roller and brush out and give them a thorough cleaning. But that's, again, part of the fun. It's satisfying dirty work, like popping a boil, or cleaning the wax out of your ears, or a good puke after drinking too much.
Yesterday I cleared the clutter from the master bedroom and sent it on a mission to clean where the regular vacuum won't go -- under the bed, under the dressers and so on.
The Roomba spent an hour or so bouncing around the bedroom while I cleaned the litterbox. I cleaned the machine's guts afterward and ended up with a huge pile of cat hair, lint and detritus. After recharging, I sent 'im back for another mission. Another pile of stuff. This beast really cleans up.
The problem is ... he (she?) doesn't have a name.
Given that our household has two kitties named "Kitty", and Amanda's DS Nintendog puppy is named "puppy", there's a solid chance the new robot could end up named "Robot," "Roomba," or "Vacuum."
Suggestions?
I got a Roomba Scheduler for Christmas from mom and dad and have had a few opportunities to put it through its paces.
It's cleaned the living room and dining room a few times, and does a decent job. It chokes on cords if they're in the way, and wedges itself helplessly under the coffee table from time to time, but that's half the fun.It's not a hands-off toy. It demands cleaning after use. Emptying the dustbin is just part of the maintenance. It takes a bit more work to take the roller and brush out and give them a thorough cleaning. But that's, again, part of the fun. It's satisfying dirty work, like popping a boil, or cleaning the wax out of your ears, or a good puke after drinking too much.
Yesterday I cleared the clutter from the master bedroom and sent it on a mission to clean where the regular vacuum won't go -- under the bed, under the dressers and so on.
The Roomba spent an hour or so bouncing around the bedroom while I cleaned the litterbox. I cleaned the machine's guts afterward and ended up with a huge pile of cat hair, lint and detritus. After recharging, I sent 'im back for another mission. Another pile of stuff. This beast really cleans up.
The problem is ... he (she?) doesn't have a name.
Given that our household has two kitties named "Kitty", and Amanda's DS Nintendog puppy is named "puppy", there's a solid chance the new robot could end up named "Robot," "Roomba," or "Vacuum."
Suggestions?
How about "I ka" like Bart says. I ka rumba.
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Furburger.
ReplyDeleteNo doubt if you and Amanda were to ever spawn a boy child, you would name him Guy.
ReplyDeleteFirst he'd be Baby ... then Boy ... then Little Dude ... then Young Man ... then Get Off My Couch.
ReplyDeleteyou could give it a name that you like but would never be allowed to name a child; I gave a ninja snowman to a coworker, who promptly named it Paco DiTestico.
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