Hexapuma has lost the last of his hearing. Mostly, he seems good with this, but every so often, he’ll set in to declaiming and when he hears no response, he tends to get a little crazy. So Steve was suggesting that we get him a robot playmate — maybe a robotic tank. I don’t mind the idea, as long as we can get one that charges off of house power, but wonder how the treads would function on the carpeting. Since the lack of hearing makes Hex utterly fearless in terms of Cat Eating Machines, maybe a Roomba is the answer. Does anybody have a Roomba? What can you tell me, good and bad? Also, how much to get this upgrade?
The first day of Mouse Tweets is done. Tomorrow, we start up again where we left off, and so on and so forth, until Friday sees an end.
On my way home today, I stopped by the shoe store and am now the proud owner of a pair of Skecher’s men’s sport shoes. I am Very Tall. Also, bouncy. There on the shelf were Skecher’s “Shape Ups” guaranteed to help me tone and lose weight just by walking. Allll right, then. Hunnert buck shoes are not in this week’s budget. Neither, to tell the truth were the forty dollar pair, but one needs must…
Shoes accomplished, I stopped at Day’s Jewelers to perform a commission on behalf of the day-job, and while I was there arranged to have my wedding ring resized. I can pick it up tomorrow after work. In the meantime, my hand feels weird.
And suddenly! It’s almost time to leave for Oasis! Um, eek.