Oh, To Be A Jetson

remember a cartoon called "the jetsons"? there was george (the dad), jane his wife, judy and elroy (the kids), and astro (their dog, a robot). oh, and the maid, rosie, who was also a robot. now, it wasn't just that these people could drive little ships around like cars. and transport up and down to their apratment/house/pad through clear elevator tubes.

nope, it was that jane and judy could pick out their hairdo everyday using this monitor. they didn't even have to shower! talk about a time saver. cereal.

one of the things i hate about getting up is showering. and lest you think i like to be stinky, sweaty, or grody in general, you would be dead wrong. i do like to be clean. and when i take showers, i scrub myself silly. but it's the shaving that blows and i even use that nifty intuition razor, which eliminates the need for soap or shaving cream, so it makes showering even faster and easier. but, i still think it's a chore. and why is that? i don't really know. but what i can tell you, is that it would be rocking cool to be a jetson.