How Lazy Have We Become?

I can see it now: the barbeque was set to begin in an hour and the urban grillmaster went out back to clean off the grill. On his way out, he had to step over the Roomba. And a light bulb appeared over his head.

So twenty minutes later the Roomba is melted and there are carpet fibers embedded in the grill skludge. Then came an afternoon of guests asking what was that odd seasoning in the burgers, and his wife's betrayal, and the threatened lawsuits.  But out of this perfectly understandable, albeit regrettable, chain of events came an idea: the Grillbot.

All I can figure is that these guys have never seen my grill. Sure, the Grillbot might clean it but then what's going to clean the Grillbot? A Grillbot-bot? And what's going to clean that? See where I'm going with this? I just have too much "grill-patina" to ever get clean without military grade explosives being involved.

Don't get me wrong, I think this is a great idea. But look at that thing. It's much too pretty to be set loose on a crud covered grill. Better just put it in a display case in the living room. But keep the charger; I have a feeling they'll be racing these things in Texas before long.

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US vs Canada Hockey

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Twenty Survival Tips

Didja know?:

3. Stay on the Dock.

On May 20, 2013, Kyle McGonigle was on a dock on Kentucky's Rough River Lake. A dog swimming nearby yelped, and McGonigle, 36, saw that it was struggling to stay above water. He dove in to save the dog, but both he and the animal drowned, victims of electric-shock drowning (ESD). Cords plugged into an outlet on the dock had slipped into the water and electrified it.

STAT: The number of annual deaths from ESD in the U.S. are unknown, since they are counted among all drownings. But anecdotal evidence shows that ESD is widespread. ESD prevention groups have successfully urged some states to enact safety standards, including the installation of ground-fault circuit interrupters and a central shutoff for a dock's electrical system.

DON'T: Swim within 100 yards of any wired dock. But do check whether docks follow safety standards.

Many of these survival tips are just common sense but some might surprise you. For instance did you know that the safest place to be during a natural disaster is in the interior room of a mansion, eating lobster with clarified butter? There are also surprisingly few hunting accidents in mansions. Afraid of drowning? Again, the safest place is the palatial estate.

That's why Al Gore will live forever most likely. Next to mansions, the safest place to be is in the rearmost seat of your limousine. Sipping champagne, without bears or snakes in attendance. (or if you absolutely must have bears, make sure they're small bears)  

h/t: Wet/Dry

Angela Merkel

Clown Shortage?

Drudge linked to this:

EXCLUSIVE: National clown shortage may be approaching, trade organizations fear

As the Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey Circus returns to Brooklyn Thursday, membership at the country's largest clown organizations has plunged over the past decade amid declining interest, old age and higher standards for the jokesters.

 I think there's been a miscount. The clowns are out there, they've just quit using the makeup.

Payback

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Copenhagen Zoo Workers

Keep them away from our giraffes.

Situational Constitutionality

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Snow for Valentines Day

Nature can be inconvenient. Here I am, stuck  in the snow and unable to do my Valentines Day shopping. I was just telling the wife that this year I was going to get her dozens of roses, chocolates from Austria, a cheese sampler, an assortment of Steiff Teddy Bears, gold and silver necklaces, and a beer helmet. (gag gift) And here I sit, powerless to spend that money.

So far she's taking it well. I've gone out of my way to be nice -- I let her use the good snow shovel, I reminded her to get the sidewalk too, and I didn't criticize that she missed a spot... But she is a little peeved that this is the second year that I've failed to deliver. Yes, I know there was no snow last year. That was the year I couldn't find my car keys. Believe me, I was just as disappointed as she was.

Maybe next year will be better.