I’m digging the green robots…might be my new thing.

+1 Robot’s chest plate resembles a NES controller
Happy Presidents Day. I like Taft, because he was fat.
Here is what I did, on my day off from banking software.
1) Attacked our clogged kitchen sink dilemma, again.
~~Pretty glad I opted not to be a plumber, even though I rule at plumbing. Not really about the ruling, but I most assuredly would hate to be a plumber.
2) Busted out the vacuum. Pretty sure I opted not to be a vacuum-er for my profession. I’m pretty good with a vacuum, though.
3) 5.5 miles on the elliptical. Hulu is the best thing to happen to working out at home, and Nova is the best thing to happen to Hulu. I learned about deciphering Mayan writing today. It was pretty awesome.
4) Did a little spray paint art…a.k.a. “Man Art” It will eventually be a samurai…pretty manish.
5) Currently, doing a little blogging, with Smokie on Pandora in the background.
It’s a wrap.
Well, since I’m on day fucking six of my gout attack, I figure I should post a painting I came across during my allopurinol research. A mediocre painter named James Gillray made this sucker in 1799, and titled it “The Gout.”
I feel for the guy, as he managed to get sort of spot-on with this thing. Fire out the nose…big teeth…ect. Too bad he sucks at painting.
Kate thinks this is my best hot snauce person drawing to date…
…tough to argue that. Tony Chachere’s is no Cholula, for what it’s worth.
Alright…this one is sort of confusing. From what I can gather, Duncan Gilchrist’s daughter is using craigslist to fondly rib Bruce, who apparently has a history of writing bad checks. One thing is clear…Duncan Gilchrist does not like the looks of mule deer. The post is unclear as to whether or not Duncan Gilchrist finds other game animals adorable.