Vrei sa pleci, Roomba Roomba yay!
I'm working from home today while I fight off a narsty head cold. The good part about it (besides getting some uninterrupted work done), is that I got to pick up the Roomba from the apartment office today. If you hear evil cackling coming from Dallas, that's me.
Impression #1: HOLY COW THIS THING IS HUGE. Seriously. From photos, I'd been expecting something slightly larger than a dinner plate. This bad boy is more the size of a frozen pizza. Very formidable-looking. Previously I'd been entertaining images of the cats trying to sit on it as it trundled around the apartment, but now my inner 5-year-old is yammering for me to slap on my my bike helmet, grab a frisbee, and ride that sucker myself, yelling "I will never serve the Master Control Program, Sark! I fight for the Users! End of line, muthafokkahhhh!"
So, yes. Cold medicine + Roomba = Bad, bad ideas.
I can't wait until it's done charging up.
Impression #1: HOLY COW THIS THING IS HUGE. Seriously. From photos, I'd been expecting something slightly larger than a dinner plate. This bad boy is more the size of a frozen pizza. Very formidable-looking. Previously I'd been entertaining images of the cats trying to sit on it as it trundled around the apartment, but now my inner 5-year-old is yammering for me to slap on my my bike helmet, grab a frisbee, and ride that sucker myself, yelling "I will never serve the Master Control Program, Sark! I fight for the Users! End of line, muthafokkahhhh!"
So, yes. Cold medicine + Roomba = Bad, bad ideas.
I can't wait until it's done charging up.