Thanks for all the comments and well-wishes, guys! I'll have pictures and stuff up later on, I promise. You can start poking me if I don't have anything by the weekend. ;)
As someone who watches way too much TV, I've been fascinated by the writers' strike. It's been interesting to see the spin from the various sides on it -- the Variety blog in particular has amazed me from time to time how...untactful?... biased?... they are about the whole thing. (Although to be fair, I am biased myself. Towards the writers, of course.)
They even deleted a post from earlier today that was practically political-level intentional misunderstanding (a showrunner, reacting unfavorably to a Variety print article that basically claimed no one really knows what exactly the writers want, had said not to believe anything you read in the trades, to which the Variety blogger c/p-ed some random fact they'd reported about him a few months ago and followed that with the witty rejoinder "All lies?").
A side effect of my parents coming up this weekend was that we got our Roomba that we'd ordered from Woot a couple of months ago. Jerry'd been coveting the Roomba for a while (and I of course thought they were pretty cool also.... and there was one at Costco to tempt us every time we went shopping there too), and as neither of us are super diligent with the vacuuming, and we have The Longest Hallway Ever Omg, we thought it might be a good idea to pick one up. So today, since we're finally starting to recover from the wedding craziness, we unboxed the Roomba, looked over all the manuals and extra bits that come with it, and then set it up on the charging base.
As we have established on numerous occasions, I am a huge geek.
....It is not exactly reassuring when you set your new friendly helper robot on the charging base, and its power button immediately starts pulsing red.
I think we have discovered Cylon model Number 1.
As someone who watches way too much TV, I've been fascinated by the writers' strike. It's been interesting to see the spin from the various sides on it -- the Variety blog in particular has amazed me from time to time how...untactful?... biased?... they are about the whole thing. (Although to be fair, I am biased myself. Towards the writers, of course.)
They even deleted a post from earlier today that was practically political-level intentional misunderstanding (a showrunner, reacting unfavorably to a Variety print article that basically claimed no one really knows what exactly the writers want, had said not to believe anything you read in the trades, to which the Variety blogger c/p-ed some random fact they'd reported about him a few months ago and followed that with the witty rejoinder "All lies?").
A side effect of my parents coming up this weekend was that we got our Roomba that we'd ordered from Woot a couple of months ago. Jerry'd been coveting the Roomba for a while (and I of course thought they were pretty cool also.... and there was one at Costco to tempt us every time we went shopping there too), and as neither of us are super diligent with the vacuuming, and we have The Longest Hallway Ever Omg, we thought it might be a good idea to pick one up. So today, since we're finally starting to recover from the wedding craziness, we unboxed the Roomba, looked over all the manuals and extra bits that come with it, and then set it up on the charging base.
As we have established on numerous occasions, I am a huge geek.
....It is not exactly reassuring when you set your new friendly helper robot on the charging base, and its power button immediately starts pulsing red.
I think we have discovered Cylon model Number 1.