Next week, I will be researching the television habits of Midwestern female viewers outside the 18-to-49 demographic (a.k.a. “On vacation, visiting my mom”). I have dragged Robo-James out of the broom closet to keep the lights on while I’m gone. (I’ll probably be tweeting, because while my mom’s house doesn’t have Internet, a satellite does pass over it occasionally.) I’ll be back Aug. 17—though in the middle of some print-magazine projects, so “back” may be a relative term as far as the blog is concerned for a little while.
In the meantime, please welcome your robot overlord. Because some have found his appearance intimidating in the past, I have gone to the trouble of knitting him a decorative cozy to soften his look. Do you like it? Because if you don’t, he will totally kill you.
[Robot photo by à voir etc..., reproduced under Creative Commons license.]
