The Things I Thought I Thought About

While it's true that I have been less-than-active in the Blogger world, that doesn't mean the brain hasn't been working overtime.

I think I might give up my current career. Yeah. And become a burglar.

Why, you might be thinking?

My current career has me on the road for many, many hours. Something has changed.

Is anyone ever at home anymore?

There was a time, we had "rush hour." A couple of hours before the workday began, the roads would jam up with cars because everyone was on the road getting to work. And of course, the same would be true for a couple of hours after the workday ended. Everyone was going home.

So this would leave a few hours during the day where non-essential travel could be accomplished rather painlessly.

Not anymore.

24 hours a day, 7 days a week now, the roads are packed. Millions and millions of cars out there, clogging the roadways. Where the hell is everyone going? Do they not like their homes anymore?

No one is ever at home. Either that, or the census count is way, way off.

So yeah, this apparent lack of at-home citizenry could be a bonanza for burglary. I just wonder who's feeding the dog, ya know?

And speaking of going places, howbout this?

I saw one of those infomercials the other night. It was for this device which uses ultrasound waves to chase rats and roaches out of your house. It doesn't kill them, it merely urges them to find somewhere else to be. Get lost.

So...just suppose for 30 seconds or so, that this product really did work as claimed. Now everyone with half-a-brain who wanted to be rid of rats and roaches would simply buy one or two of these toys, and plug it in. Roach and Rat free house. Voila!

Except: where would all the rats and roaches go? Where would they call "home?" And how nasty would that place be, huh?

See?

Time on my hands is rare, but it's still very productive.

Oh, and Blogger still thinks my blog is being written by a BOT. Imagine a robot this dumb?