Crazy Weather makes Planes Crazy This weekend we had some beautiful weather up until Sunday afternoon when some sort of storm like thing was moving into the area. We didn't really get rained on, but whatever this weather system was doing caused all the flights coming in LaGuardia to basically come down our street. People are all stopping and looking up into the air. The planes were really low. Dogs, yes dogs, were stopping their sniffing and craning their heads skywards. Damn jets.
New Stuff Coming Soon There is new stuff coming soon on the robot... really. If you break into my apartment (or ask to borrow my keys) and go to my computer, you can see all the new features there. I haven't had a chance to upload them yet. But they will be cool. I hope.
John Lawton - Older! Happy Birthday this past Friday to Mr, Lawton, AKA "J-Dawg". J-Dawg is headed to India for work in a few weeks, so if you have any India hints or suggestions, send them to me. Side note: His company has out-sourced a lot of their data-entry work to companies in India, a trend that kind of spooks me out. I like India and all, but they could start taking a lot of jobs away from fat-ass Americans.
His Name is Matt and this involved poo His name is Matt. He works hard in the movie industry rigging electric cables or something. He works nutty hours. It's a Saturday night and he has been at work for over 12 hours and comes home exhausted. He lives in a little house with a roommate and some dogs. Upon entering his house, he hears the dogs barking somewhere in the house. He goes to his room, opens the door and the dogs bound out. It was the summer time, the dogs had been in his room doing whatever, and the door slammed shut behind them like doors are prone to door in the summer time when it's all windy and stuff.
The poor dogs had been stuck in his bedroom all day.
The poor dogs had used the bathroom, as Matt's feet soon found out. There were piles of poop on his bedroom floor. Completely exhausted, he goes gets poop cleaning supplies and cleans the poop up. When he finishes, he sits down on the couch with a beer to unwind before going to bed.
Upon finishing his beer, he goes into his room and steps into a pile of poop that he had missed.
Furious and exhausted, he cleans this one up, too, and looks for any remaining ones.
Returns to couch, gets another beer and tries to unwind. At this point, it's something like 3am.
Finally, he is ready to go to bed. The dogs are happy. The room is poop free and he sits on his bed and realizes that his mattress is soaked in dog urine (how you don't smell that, I don't know).
He throws the mattress out the front door, gets in his car, and goes to a friend's house to sleep. He has to be at work in 4 hours.
That is the story of a guy named Matt, some dogs, and late night poo cleaning.
