WHY WE LOVE GUYS
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Finally, something practical
Posted by: anon | February 26, 2007 at 10:57 AM
I want one. Now.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | February 26, 2007 at 10:59 AM
ehh...I prefer bottled beer. This would be good for sodas.
Posted by: Siouxie | February 26, 2007 at 11:02 AM
That machine and an open window could make putting the cat out for the night much more entertaining.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | February 26, 2007 at 11:03 AM
Robert Adler would be proud.
Posted by: Just Ducky | February 26, 2007 at 11:04 AM
I would think that a pneumatic tube system (the Monster House crew installed one in someone's house) would cause less explosive openings after delivery.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | February 26, 2007 at 11:08 AM
"Honey, while you're up could you get me a....WHAAAP!"
Posted by: Layzeeboy | February 26, 2007 at 11:13 AM
LOL Layzee! there ya go...on second thought I\'d like one of those too.
Posted by: Siouxie | February 26, 2007 at 11:17 AM
SNORKORAMA TO Hammond!!!! :)
Posted by: Mikey123 | February 26, 2007 at 11:19 AM
Now that the beer problem is solved, how about a bot that will catapult the dog poo in my back yard over the fence?
I think it would be an even exchange for the beer cans the neighbors buddies heave over during their back yard bbqs.
Posted by: Meditrina | February 26, 2007 at 11:23 AM
Meditrina,
I think that is a fair exchange. I would, however, do it after dark.
Posted by: Mikey123 | February 26, 2007 at 11:26 AM
"honey, i rearranged all the furniture in the living room ...including that disgusting old couch."
"not my Ground Zero couch!"
"yeah, that couch looks like it was barfed up by a Chernobyl victim...anyway there was a lovely glass-topped coffee table on sale, so i bought it!"
"well, the guys are coming over to watch basketball, we'll see how they like it."
"need anything?"
"we've got enough beer, but judging from the position of that table, bandages and tourniquets..."
Posted by: insomniac | February 26, 2007 at 11:28 AM
With technology like that, there is hope for the world.
Posted by: Beppie | February 26, 2007 at 11:33 AM
*finds something else to add to his trunk*
This would be GREAT for tailgate parties!
And imagine how it could be used to make tailgaters back-off!
"Officer! This lady tossed a beer at me!"
"Yea, right!"
"No! Really! From her trunk!"
"Now why would she do that?"
"I was tailgating?"
".... yea ... "
Posted by: kibby F5 | February 26, 2007 at 11:39 AM
YAY!! I must convert my mini fridge on the back porch!!
Posted by: DavetheRed | February 26, 2007 at 11:46 AM
Isn't getting beer one of the reasons we keep women around?
How about we just agree, you get us our beer, and in exchange, we'll stay out of the kitchen while you're cooking?
Posted by: The blog reader formerly known as Matt | February 26, 2007 at 11:48 AM
matt. no. but i'll share my beer if you do the cooking.
Posted by: crossgirl | February 26, 2007 at 11:50 AM
I want one too. But Judy...
This is the third reason to like guys? Only three reasons? Sorry, I want a recount.
Posted by: Juggler of Geese | February 26, 2007 at 11:52 AM
Thats do-able. I am a pretty fair cook, even was trained by a traditional Japanese chef for a while. I try to keep that a secret though. Once people find out, it becomes expected. I firmly believe in lowered expectations.
Posted by: The blog reader formerly known as Matt | February 26, 2007 at 11:53 AM
Does it only work with lite beer? How about a heavy, dark stout?
Posted by: Peg Leg Pete, CPA | February 26, 2007 at 11:55 AM
Until it has multiple beer targeting or Multiple Independently Targeted Re-Entry Vehicle (MIRV) capabilities, it is less than optimal!
Posted by: Moon | February 26, 2007 at 11:58 AM
ohhh dear ex-Matt...surely you josh.
Posted by: Siouxie | February 26, 2007 at 12:00 PM
I agree....I can't think of the first 2 reasons...
- this needs to be combined with the 'clap on, clap off' light sensor.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | February 26, 2007 at 12:00 PM
Change that Y in Judy to an I. Sorry, I was talking to my Tech support guru and her name is spelled with a Y
Posted by: Juggler of Geese | February 26, 2007 at 12:01 PM
Annie, we did that with the Orgasmatron (registered thingie) long time ago. Check with Leetie!
Posted by: kibby F5 | February 26, 2007 at 12:03 PM
Siouxie, you wound me. I worked primarily at the sushi bar, but I spent enough time in the kitchen to be dangerous.
I like to cook with wine and/or bourbon.
One for me, one for the dinner.
One for me, one for the dinner.
One for me, one for the dinner.
Posted by: The blog reader formerly known as Matt | February 26, 2007 at 12:11 PM
Ex-Matt, I was referring to your very sexist comment..which I am so very sure you don\'t agree with, right??
*glaring & taking off boot*
right??
I believe you on the cooking. Really!
Posted by: Siouxie | February 26, 2007 at 12:18 PM
exmatt, can you juggle knives? if you can juggle knives i'll serve you beer AND do the cooking.
Posted by: crossgirl | February 26, 2007 at 12:19 PM
The sexist comments keep with my theories on lowered expectations. Its like golf.
I'm a lousy golfer, and I always have a good time. I'm used to hitting the ball into the woods, so it doesn't bother me. When I go home, all I remember is the one drive I blasted into the middle of the fairway. (Lack of memory could be the beer too, but who knows?)
On the other hand, my friends who play better go home thinking about the one shot all day that they'd need scuba gear to recover, and despite the fact they beat the living daylights out of me, I'm the happier golfer.
The way it applies is, if I act sexist, all it takes is a well timed foray into behaving to to make someone happy. If behaving is expected, I have to up my performance somehow to accomplish the same objective.
This theory holds for all sorts of activities.
Posted by: The blog reader formerly known as Matt | February 26, 2007 at 12:27 PM
I dont juggle knives, no. I worked for a very traditional chef, not hibachi. I can try, but if you aren't a medical professional, dinner may overcook when I'm at the ER.
My aunt also used to be food and beverage manager at a couple of high end ski resorts in California and Utah, and I've stolen a few of her recipes.
But shhhh, don't tell anyone.
Posted by: The blog reader formerly known as Matt | February 26, 2007 at 12:37 PM
Hmmm...I see...lower expectations. That\'s why I tell everyone I can\'t cook.
Posted by: Siouxie | February 26, 2007 at 12:47 PM
Wow, from that angle you can barely see the can-shaped dent in his forehead! It would be great for playing "fetch" with my dog.
Posted by: marfie | February 26, 2007 at 01:24 PM
darn, matt. no beer for you. we can exchange recipes though.
Posted by: crossgirl | February 26, 2007 at 01:25 PM
I thought there was no number 3
Posted by: Gadfly | February 26, 2007 at 03:08 PM
As a UNC fan I feel compelled to point out that the dude has a Duke shirt on.
I am not sure if this is good or bad.
Posted by: Dave_no_not_THE_Dave | February 26, 2007 at 03:11 PM
Wait...isn't Brewski a linebacker for New England?
Posted by: | February 27, 2007 at 10:55 AM