Can anyone tell me why there’s no robots in the White House? If it were up to me there’d be a high-tech android from the future answering phones. Or at the very least one of those car manufacturing arm robots should be in charge of defense.

Haiku!

With cybernetics
we find hope. Robots are here.
Let’s give them sprockets.

Are there really sprocket companies like on the Jetsons? I hope so. I want to live in the future.

Y’know, since I removed the ability to comment on two of my post (this and this). I have not received ANY spam comments. I wonder what was so special about those that made them targets of all the spammers of the world?

Anyway, I have to come up with a million dollar idea and fast? What do people need more? Robot waiters that are programmed to explode if you order everything in Aramaic or genetically engineered fish who can build underwater statues of birds? I only have the resources to one of these ideas at a time and I have no idea where to start.

Haiku!

Yo, my hostages.
I suppose you want freedom.
Are your parents rich?

Once again, I have nothing particularly interesting to speak of involving my own life. But I do have that trip to New York coming up next month. I anticipate that it, even though very brief, will be pretty sweet. But apart from that, I can honestly say that I could not really tell my life at this point from my life a year ago. There’s really not been much change.

I totally managed to lose my paycheck yesterday. A message was left on my telephone answering machine message device machine that told me some guy had found it and… and that’s where the guy got cut off by the end of the message. So I had no idea how to find this guy. He said his name, but since he was talking into the intercom in the lobby of this building, the sound was not great. I thought it was “Rob Drone” but I may have just been hearing that because it sounds like it would be an awesome name for a robot. Anyway, as I pondered how to get in touch with this guy and gets my moneys, I found that he had tucked it in through the slot on my mailbox. His mechanical brain saved the day and I got my pay. Of course, I have no way of thanking him in person, so I will just say on here that I am thankful to the man/android who returned my check to me.

I also spent yesterday without the Internet access, but that ordeal is over too. Yesterday weren’t nothing but trouble.

Sometimes when I come here to write something, but then spend a time having to clean up the over a hundred spam comments and I just don’t feel like it any more. I honestly do love the Internet and feel that bringing the peoples of the world closer to each other and having so much information at our fingertips is awesome, but the spam just makes me want the whole thing shut off sometimes.

Honestly, I can’t see the appeal the robots that put up the spam have for my site. Ain’t nobody gonna see it. It’s not like Contains2 was, which people actually read. Ain’t nobody here to read this stuff. I don’t even know how the robots found the site.

Speaking of it, I really want Contains2 back online. I guess I’m gonna have to figure out how to make that happen…

I was originally all “Nah, I’m not going to join Facebook,” but it seems like everyone I know is on there, especially people that I have not got any other way to keep in touch with. Maybe I should join that damn thing. Maybe.

Haiku!

Break some robot skulls.
If we don’t kill them, we die.
Today is the day!

In other news, there is no Idaho. It’s completely made up.