Fan voting began today for the NHL All-Star game... and here's the way I went:
It's OK to be a complete homer in cases like this, yanno? And that would be me.
In other news... I just don't understand wimmen but that's a given: I'm male. I'm speaking specifically about lessons-learned where the Fairer Sex is concerned -- those things passed down from father to son -- one such lesson being "don't buy her appliances as gifts." Well, why not? I bought myself a new vacuum cleaner today and I'm just as happy as a pig in shit about the thing. It's cool. Waaay better than the old one. More power (Tool Time!), good looks, a better tool set... what's not to like?
Well there's this in the "not to like" space... an excerpt from a conversation I had with a friend this afternoon:
Hoo-Boy am I pissed. I had to go buy a new vacuum today; the old one just frickin' quit. So, I get home and I REALLY like this new thing... it's much more powerful than the old, has a better set of tools, yadda, yadda. It's actually TOO powerful, as it ate a hole in one of my throw rugs before I could power off and disengage the rug from the roller. That's ONE. Then... there I am, using the crevice tool to get at places that haven't been gotten at in more than a while and I hear a change of tone in the motor, followed almost instantaneously by the smell of Burning Something. Cut to the chase: the belt broke before the motor burned out but the brush melted in two places... not to mention yet ANOTHER throw rug with a frickin' hole in it. The vacuum had begun to eat another throw rug and I wasn't paying attention, preoccupied as I was with crevices.All is well, though. I called the Bissell customer service folks and a new brush and belts are on their way. They'll arrive by the time I notice little dust clouds emanating from the carpet as I walk to the loo, too (seven bid'niz days). I guess I'm OK with that.
So. New toy, broken on its first deployment. But thank The Deity At Hand that I was on the last leg of the cleaning odyssey. The carpets are all done... but I have to write off to Bissell and order a new brush. You wouldn't have wanted to be in the general area when I first figgered out what was going on, believe me. Air, blue, etc.