Halo Vacuum

The Halo UVX Ultraviolet Vacuum cleaner boasts the ability to vaporize the DNA structure of all those nasty mico-organisms nesting in my carpeting with the press of a single button.

The button activates a UV-C bulb that will desimate dust mites, viruses, bacteria, fleas, lice and mold in my carpet and flooring.

It’s a pretty cool concept, but I’m not that wigged out (yet) about things that I can’t see in my carpet. But since it’s an expensive vacuum-retailing for $399-it qualified as a wastrel purchase and I certainly wouldn’t turn one away were it to be given to me as a gift to improve my household cleanliness.


Conan Visits Intel

I don’t know how long this clip will be available for viewing so please HURRY and watch it while you still can. Conan O’Brien visits Intel and his observations on the cubicle life at Intel is spot-on. You’ll love the cafeteria where a group of geeks are playing Chess during their lunch hour and Conan confesses his love of playing Hungry Hungry Hippos back in the day.

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Surfing the net in your pajamas on a lazy Saturday afternoon can be very dangerous. I jumped on the computer to check my inbox and Six Degrees of Separation later, I created a Meez.

Yup, that’s my online 3-D Avatar. I’ve got the Bose QC-3 headphones on and clearly you can see how happy I am in the field of sunflowers typing away on my tricked-out notebook wearing the bunny slippers and beige Capri pants. My chosen t-shirt says something about me blogging, but you can’t really see the details from this vantage point.

But you’ve got to try creating a Meez if you have about 30 minutes to waste. It’s totally addictive just like creating a Mii on the Nintendo Wii. One of the drawbacks right now with Meez is you can’t really customize your facial features to resemble YOU. They didn’t have glasses for me to wear and their face shapes left a little to be desired. But the upside is I’m much cuter online, than in person, which isn’t so bad.

There are so many more choices when it comes to choosing backgrounds, themes, animations and accessories. You almost saw me in an 80’s Roller Disco rink wearing a thong and sporting a sexy black mesh top that I would never dare wear out in public.

In the bucolic setting that I chose, I could have added my Beagle Minnie to the meadow or an overweight Fluffy, but I decided to keep it simple. Flowers and technology at it’s best. I wonder where I’m getting the WiFi connection in these Fields of Gold?

The site gives you lots of cool things to do with your Meez. You don’t have to settle on just one. You can store up to five unique looks in your albums so there’s lots of opportunity to have fun. (Don’t worry, I didn’t save the thong-wearing Roller Disco Kim) The profile page has all the standard information boxes, but it also includes a little chat box if you’re into that scene.

There’s just so much to do with your 3D ID once you create it. You can export it as a link to put on My Space or your Blog, you can get an Img Tag to use in Forum posts or a simple URL to link to your Meez. Want to send it to your phone? Easy. Just pony up $1.99 with their partner Zaptophone and you can send it as wallpaper to a cellphone. If you don’t want to bother with all those fancy options, you can simply download your Meez as a .GIF file and cut/paste it anywhere you’d like.

I also tried their Add to Email option and was surprised to see a link to yet another one of their partners Gigya. It’s a Beta email program that is being marketed to users of My Space. It’s no surprise who their demographic is with features such as these options in their ‘Fun Tab’: Layouts, Graphics, Videos, Words, Smiles, Icons, Glitters, Photos, Tools & Toys and Games.I’m hooked. I signed up for a free email account and easily imported my Gmail, Yahoo and Hotmail contacts with a click of a button. Another interesting feature if you like Widgets is the ability to post any html code from anywhere on the web and make it public so other Gigya users can add it to their emails. I’m really liking what I’m seeing so far.

It’s nearly 11:30 am and my Saturday morning is coming to an end. Time to get showered, dressed, walk Minnie and get out into the real world.

I miss my meadow already.

Out With The Old, In With The New

I had my hair done yesterday at Tu Moda Spa. My stylist Ruth has helped me over the ledge many times in the past few months as I try to grow my hair into a sassy bob. Fortunately, my hair grows fast and furious and I was never really ready to jump. I’ve just experienced the typical frustration of having bangs hanging in my face while I’m trying to type or that strange flip-thing that the left side of my hair does which makes me look like I was trying to style my hair in a cool way and it just went horribly wrong.

As I sat down in her chair yesterday, she asked me what was bugging me today. (Can there be such a thing as a styling-therapist?) Was it the bangs? Was it the flip? Without hesitation I told her it was that heavy look my hair gets around 9am when I see it in the bathroom mirror for the first time at work. Maybe I’m using too much product? She began to probe a little deeper asking me what I’m using when I style my hair. Perhaps I’m using too much product or not the right one. Exactamundo! Not the right one.

I ask her the question hair stylists love hearing the most aside from “Just cut it all off!” : Can you recommend something?

Unlike most encounters with stylists, she casually motioned to 2 bottles sitting on her glass counter and said, “You can use these.” She proceeded to work miracles with the sassy bob and showed me how to use both the liquid gel and firm-hold hair spray that I would later purchase from Aveda. She easily sold me on the hair spray by letting me touch her own hair to demonstrate how I could run my fingers through her locks even though she was loaded with the hair spray. It was magical and surreal.

Nestled cozily in a swanky Tu Moda Spa bag was my two new hair care products. I promised myself that this time things would be different. I would consistently use these products and not get frustrated that I couldn’t recreate the look and feel of a professionally styled head of hair on my own. I needed to face the facts, it wasn’t going to happen.

My mind began to wonder on the drive home. I started thinking about my bathroom closet with all the other hair care products I got suckered into buying in the past for other hopeful hair styles that never came to be:

And then it hit me. Throw them away. Make a fresh start for 2007. Out With The Old, In With The New! Wipe my hair slate clean. Put the new Aveda products in my top drawer along with the hair dryer and brush and be done with it.

So this morning I followed through on my promise to gather up the old relics of hair styles gone by, but unfortunately I found more stuff that I bought over-the-counter at CVS:

  • Rave Create and Control bodifying mousse .13 oz
  • Rave Create and Control bodifying gel spray .14 oz
  • Garnier Fructis Style XXL Volume weightless gel 6.8 oz
  • Aqua Net Professional All-Weather Hair Spray (20% more free!) 8.4 oz

Is there a Salvation Army or GoodWill for hair care products? It seems such a shame to just throw all this perfectly good stuff away. I mean, the Aqua Net is an easy toss. I probably had that sitting in my closet from the mid-80’s, but the others are harder to put in the waste basket. I feel so wasteful.

But that’s the thing about making New Year’s Resolutions. You have to stand by them and remember your reasons for making them in the first place. For me, 2007 is all about simplifying my life. It’s the price I have to pay to look beautiful in my new sassy bob.

Pacman Fever

I was always one of those fortunate kids growing up that received really great presents from my parents. I never wanted for anything, but obviously there were a few toys that my parents didn’t allow me to have that I always wanted: Easy-Bake Oven (cursed root of all my domestic woes in the modern-day kitchen), a Big Wheel (Mom thought I would roll out onto our dead-end dirt private street and get instantly terminated by a speeding car) and not letting me go see Duran Duran at The Worcester Centrum on their Seven & The Ragged Tiger tour when I was 13 years old. She had read in the local newspaper that all that banging people did on the seats was going to cause the structure to come crashing to the ground. (Still haven’t forgiven my mother for not letting me see my favorite Super Group of the 80’s)

But sometimes I got exactly what I wanted, too. As was the case with just having to own the first video game console that was all the rage in early 1980-The Atari 2600.

I remember my dad driving us down to RH White’s at Lincoln Plaza to buy me the gaming system. The lower level of the store had a housewares section, a candy counter and other domestic things such as the Atari 2600 locked up in a glass case. Go figure. I want to guess that my dad paid about $200 for the Atari. But the fact that he also bought me Pac-Man for $50 specifically sticks out in my mind because it was like a windfall for me. I had just won the kid lottery and it wasn’t even Christmas or my birthday.

My dad drove a trailer for most of his life and earned really good money at the time for being a long-distance driver. He could afford really expensive things like a tricked-out Harley Davidson, a huge heated waterbed, tons of toys for me and the ability to give my mom the credit card so we could go down to Lincoln Plaza shopping pretty much on a daily basis.

But still–he bought me my first gaming system. I loved Pac-Man it was the only video game I turned out being really good at. I loved the chomping sound as I moved my little yellow friend deftly through a stress-filled maze loaded with colored ghosts trying to break my manic stride of eating as many dots as possible all the while hoping to make it to the next level.

I was all about the score. I remember that was how I could tell if I was gaining skills maneuvering around the maze. Pac-Man brought me hours of fun when I was a pre-teen and I’ll always remember it was my Dad who gave me one of the coolest gifts ever.

In later years, I was able to get the Pac-Man video game in various formats for other systems like Sega Genesis, but it was never the same as when I was 13 years old. The magic was long gone. But fortunately the memories remain that at one time in my life, I was the coolest kid in my neighborhood because my dad spent a fortune buying me an Atari 2600.

Leisure Suite Larry

There’s this great website called Go Fug Yourself that I regularly visit on my newsfeeds. It’s a website depicting sharp commentary on celebrity fashion. It’s an addictive website because as an ordinary person, you simply cannot look away.

Mostly looking at the snapshots of these helpless, fashion clueless filthy rich celebrities just fosters my day dreaming. I think about needing a life makeover in a weekend. It’s too easy to pass the time thinking about what I could transform myself into if I had half their loot. And the interest to do it.

Most days I’m lucky to remember put a dollop of mousse in my hair before heading out the door. And who am I kidding? I don’t care about the hair product, I just like making pert little chemical foam puddles in my palm and then washing it off because it makes me feel clean again.

So today’s posting started off by saying the following about my boy Robert Downey, Jr:

It would seem that Robert Downey Jr. has discovered a new passion in life: being a walking representation of the haplessly skeevy, hopelessly cheesy video-game character Leisure Suit Larry.

Seriously. Check out the suit and don’t tell me you didn’t laugh when you got the connection.

I highly recommend you make this website part of your guilty online pleasure surfing.