My vacuum lost suction recently.  I actually managed to fix it this weekend - turned out the problem was a ginormous clog of dog hair in the tube, so compressed that if I'd kept trying to vacuum for much longer, I might've had me a diamond.  
But at least the carpets are clean again.
	
 
		
		
I have to have bagless.  I don't buy new bags.  Of course I hate vacuuming with the passion of a thousand firey suns but seeing the stuff and dumping it out makes me feel like I am at least accomplishing something.
Who is this vacuum cleaner guy?
	
 
		
		
Sure, dog hair happens -- but Dyson Boy makes it sound like you push the thing around for thirty seconds before you have to flip it over and go at it with a chopstick.
	
 
		
		
I'm thinking of getting Mom a Roomba.  
	
 
		
		
I think I need a Roomba.  And a camcorder.
props to DebetEsse for the link
	
 
		
		
Roomba story? Funny. Snerk.
	
 
		
		
Cassie, can you hop on an IM for a sec?
	
 
		
		
Can I hug Joe & Aimee here?
hugsandhugsandhugsandhugsandhugs
	
 
		
		
The gift has glowing eyes! Huzzah!