The main difference between this bot and So So Sleepy Bot is that this one has given up all hope of ever getting more than three hour’s rest at a time. And also probably shouldn’t operate any heavy machinery.

May I introduce to you, the Baby Bot:

Now you all know why I’ve been so cranky. I know it’s customary to spend a bit of time here talking about the specifics of birth, but I think I can sum it all up in one word: UNPLEASANT. Actually, let me revise that: PARTICULARLY UNPLEASANT.

So here’s the catch: babies are ALOT OF WORK. Look, I know they are relatively tiny, but they do this crying thing, and they’re always wanting something. Wah wah, I need food, wah wah I crapped my pants, wah wah I’m too tired to sleep, wah wah Glee isn’t on until April and I’ve already watched all the episdoes TWICE. Seriously, my twittering is starting to suffer.

At this point, I won’t be able to continue two bots a week; I’m not sure if I can even manage one a week without them all being essentially the same (sleep deprived bot, very sleep deprived bot, bot who now knows they will never sleep again).

However, I’m going to try one a week, possibly with some other blog posts thrown in- but I’m not making any promises about the posts being cogent, or the bots being on time. And baby bot totally counts as this week’s bot, suckas.

Only two more years until the world ends!

In any case, these glasses are going to be terribly outdated by then.*

*and not outdated enough to have come full circle, or to be ironic. You’re probably better off painting 2010 on your forehead.

So have an awesome time, y’all, no matter what you do or don’t celebrate! Personally, I celebrate present-and-tasty-food-mas, which shortly is going to include making myself ill on malteasers and candy canes. Oh, traditions.

So it’s time for my annual time off; partially because I’m a lazy slob and partially because my studio is freezing, but mostly, because I can. Robot a day a couple of times a week will officially resume Febuary 1st with a very special announcement (that secret project I’ve been working on), though I might sneak a couple of new bots in here and there when I get a moment, and the fancy strikes. In the meantime, eat, drink, be merry, or whatever it is you do for kicks.

I refer to this bot as the “Holiday Pervert Bot” in my head, but honestly, he’s probably just lonely. Do you think his ploy will work? Let’s find out:

I’ll take that as a no. AWKWARD!

This bot is all like DUDES, THIS IS THE TOP OF THE TREE. BEHOLD.

I dunno, is it gold and sparkly enough? Does it scream holiday spirit? Maybe I needed to wire it up with some flashing lights and a speaker playing cheesy carols……

If you haven’t seen Slow Loris being tickled, prepare to have your mind blown:

This bot’s on fire! Like, literally.

I’m totally overwhelmed by the number of inappropriate nut jokes I could be making right now.

I think we’ve all met someone who looks like this ALL THE TIME. Look people, it’s life. It’s not supposed to make any sense.