tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26713928903079448782024-08-31T05:48:24.531-04:00This is the home of all the weird ideas that I have no time/patience/money to develop. Yet.Roman Tsukermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12515632422070839353noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2671392890307944878.post-34518805205681069292011-02-13T19:07:00.001-05:002011-02-13T19:20:57.650-05:00

There should be a "Good Dog" License. I never understood why we as a society lump all dogs into the "unpredictable and unclean" category. or some reason, dogs aren't allowed into any grocery stores, and many non-food establishments don't allow them either. I can only guess that the reasoning hinges on the "dogs are filthy" view of things, and if every dog who entered a place proceeded to

Roman Tsukermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12515632422070839353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2671392890307944878.post-9746867546435467552010-12-01T19:04:00.000-05:002010-12-01T19:04:39.747-05:00

I've heard of office furniture with built-in peddles and treadmills, like these: so why not do that for everything else that contributes to sedentary pudge? You want to grab a snack? 10 push-ups on a Wii-type mat hooked up to the fridge unlocks it. You want to veg out in front of the TV? Earn it by cycling while you watch. I can almost hear the self-righteous screams of the couch addicts; "I

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