Thursday, April 17, 2008

Lives of Quiet Desperation

Why vacuum when you can pick up all the flotsam and jetsam that has been accumulating on the living room floor over the last four months with your own two hands? Much more satisfying this way. Vacuums are for the weak.

If this encourages any of you to buy me this Swivel Sweeper, object of my unfettered affection, I'm not going to be the one to stop you.


Kate said...

There are no words for this.

sterlingandbrandi said...

Sterling is wondering if that was coughed up?

amy said...

Sterling should be informed that, no, it was not coughed up. It was meticulously hand-collected, hair by hair, sno-melt granule by sno-melt granule. And I ain't got no regrets.