I use this tape measure when I want to know how long something is. Now get your minds out of the gutter perverts.
Friday, August 31, 2012
Thursday, August 30, 2012
8/30/2012: Antacid
I never call these "antacids." Nobody ever does to they? "Do you have an antacid?" Sounds stupid. They're Rolaids, or more specifically Target knock-off Rolaids. And I sometimes pop them like candy, which led me to discover that you CAN in fact overdose on antacids (sort of) and chest pains of the "Am I having a heart attack?" variety may be caused by that.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
8/29/2012: Speaker
Computer speaker so I can still listen to my iTunes even though my Nano was stolen out of my car a few summers back.
See Also: Samsung Computer Monitor
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
8/28/2012: Screwdriver (and chew toy)
This Phillips head screwdriver fell victim to Darwin while he was teething. Normally he doesn't chew things he isn't supposed, outside a little damage during that period when his adult teeth were coming in. There's this screwdriver, a baseboard corner in the kitchen, a small tear on the living room chair (which I repaired by coloring in the gash with a Sharpie!) and one of my hats. Instead of chewing he will lick some things obsessively... which is why I keep my bedroom door closed during the day. Have you ever laid down on a soaked pillow a dog has spent an hour licking? I have.
See Also: Giant Kong, Folding Hex Wrench Set
Monday, August 27, 2012
8/27/2012: Dryer
Completing the pairing, here the dryer to yesterday's washer. You can't really have one without the other. Well, you CAN, but why would you? Unless all the power goes out like in that new show Revolution (which I'm really getting geeked for) it's not like I'm going to hang up my clothes to dry. I do have the clothesline poles embedded in cement in the back yard, but these day they only serve as ideal homes for wasps.
See Also: Washing Machine; Laundry Needing to be Folded
Sunday, August 26, 2012
8/26/2012: Washing Machine
One of the best things about home ownership is having my very own washing machine. No more sharing a washer and dryer with the rest of the apartment complex, having the machines already be in use when wanting to do a load or not being able to start a load after 10PM. Anytime I want to I can wash my clothes! That's the American Dream baby!
Saturday, August 25, 2012
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