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When vacuuming is not always the best treat for your carpets….

Whenever we have to clean the carpets, what often comes to our mind first is “vacuuming the carpets”….isn’t it?

Yes! Vacuuming is one of the best ways to clean the carpets, but it’s not the only easy way to give your carpets a complete nice treat. There is another way that could be more effective than vacuuming especially when it comes to deep-cleaning your carpet from stain….. Have you heard about carpet shampooing? It is one easy-efficient way of deep-cleaning and removing the stains that refuse to go off your carpet.

Let’s highlight when you should shampoo instead of vacuum:

  • When your carpet gets stained

You can be so careful to avoid dust and dirt into your carpet. But you may not completely avoid stains, especially when kids are around or your pets are gallivanting at home. At the other hand, you may have been taking all the necessary precautions, but accidental stain could happen at any moment.  Coffee or ink could spill accidentally on the carpet. Your pet could just kick a bottle of Kool-Aid or smear its excrete on it. So anyway your carpet gets stained there is always the best way to clean it up-Shampooing. Shampooing, completely remove the stain “once and all” with no trace of it.

  • When taking out hidden-stubborn dirt

Contrarily to the general notion that dust and dirt could be easily removed from carpets with vacuuming, some dirt is ‘too stubborn’ to go off. In this case, they usually go deep into the carpet and hide. Sometimes they may not be noticed for a long time unless they pile on the surface. However, it’s never going to be a problem if you would take out time and do overhaul shampooing occasionally. 

  • When there is frequent traffic

Some homes with many children and housemaids often have frequent movements. Shoes are always marching on the carpet day in day out. If regular cleaning is what is only done, then the poor carpet will fade out faster than it should. Therefore occasional regular shampooing is needed to keep it clean and neat. More so, restricting movements and creating a bypass way is one good measure to keep your carpet lasts longer.

  • When environmental factors become the major cause of stain

Apart from frequent movements, environmental factors can influence the need for deep-cleaning or shampooing.  During rain periods, visitors can unintentionally drag mud into your beautiful carpet and stains its outlook. By asking everybody to pull off their shoes at the entry point may not be always, so regular shampooing is required. 

Having highlighted when to shampoo your carpet, it is important to know that there are ways to shampoo. But having the best tool to do that affect the quality of cleaning. With the best tools carpet shampooing is fun and faster

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There has to be a Logical Explanation

It’s still my intent to post every Monday but this week is going to be a little bit different, so I thought it best to post today instead. After four exhausting years of working terrible graveyard shifts, hating law school, starting graduate school and working on a thesis, my defense is finally scheduled for this upcoming Tuesday. While there is immense relief knowing there’s an end date finally in sight, the stress has temporarily mounted. I have one last huge hurdle before graduating.

Stress isn’t really something new to me but I’ve started to wonder whether it’s elevated to a level I haven’t previously experienced, and it’s manifesting itself in odd ways. For example, a few days ago I was trying to catch an hour or so of sleep before starting my night shift, and all was well. I remembered not struggling to fall asleep, and the sleep was hard and sound. At some point in the night, however, I lunged from my bed with a gasp, much like you’d see from a movie where a character has had a stereotypical vision or bad dream. I had cold sweat, was panting, and had a melody I didn’t recognize – though it seemed intensely familiar – cemented to my memory. I remembered only the sound and one phrase:

“Is it my turn to hold you by the hand?”

Rattled by the oddness of what had occurred, I walked across my bedroom and readied my web browser to see what it could possibly mean. I went to Google and typed “Is it my turn” but was stopped by the fourth selection on the drop-down menu: “is it my turn to hold you by the hand.” I clicked on the option and the first web hit was one entitled “P.M. Dawn Lyrics, I’d Die Without You Lyrics.” I then Googled “P.M. Dawn I’d Die Without You” and this music video popped up.

After watching the video, I’ll admit I was rattled. P.M. Dawn’s song was indeed the melody I had imprinted on my mind after I awoke in a cold sweat. However, I was nine years old when the song was made and I have no recollection of ever hearing it. Even more interesting, when examining the lyrics to the song, the line “Is it my turn to hold you by your hands?” was mentioned only once and wasn’t a part of the chorus. On top of that, the lyrics immediately after the line about holding hands were, "Tell you that I love you and you not hear me."


When I relayed this experience to Amanda, she asked if I had listened to the radio recently or had been in a store where I may have heard it played faintly in the background, and neither was true. When I’m not listening to sports talk on the radio or by podcast, I have my own iPod full of music, and I had never heard of P.M. Dawn.

I know I’ve been stressed lately more than usual but I have no explanation for the dream, which is slightly jarring to me, as I’m the kind of person who leans toward the thought there’s a logical explanation for everything. The only possible thought in my mind is that the song could be associated with some sort of repressed memory, though that’s not an avenue I’d like to explore. Having gone to Catholic schools all my life, and having a mother who assumes I was molested simply because of the recent controversies within the Vatican, well, forget it.

But I have to say, if I was molested by a priest and he used P.M. Dawn’s “I’d Die Without You” as background music for his tomfoolery…now that’s a funny image. Try to imagine anyone getting down with that on in the background.
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The Greatness of Halloween

It feels like it’s been kind of difficult to write here the past month or so, and a lot of that is because nothing really interesting happens to me anymore. Strange things used to be commonplace but now that most of my work involves my being at home and working on a paper, I have limited interaction with other places and people. But this weekend was Halloween weekend, one of my favorite times of the year. If I’m not watching AMC’s two week Fright Fest marathon of twenty-four hour a day horror movies, I’m renting horror movies. But this year was different – this year had Mystery Science Theater 3000 (MST3K).

For those who may not be familiar with it, MST3K is what put the Comedy Central television network on the map. Before there was South Park or the Daily Show, Comedy Central’s point of pride was Mystery Science Theater 3000. And to think the network was catapulted because of a guy from Minnesota who made fun of terrible movies with a few puppets he made himself from inside his garage. A sample of their great work is below.

Unfortunately, MST3K and all of its greatness was a fond memory of my childhood after the show went off the air many years ago. However, I got wind the creators of the show had begun making fun of movies again, though now they do it live and they broadcast their mocking all over the United States at local movie theaters. So this past Thursday my sister, my girlfriend (Amanda) and I all went to a cinema to watch the MST3K creators return to their brilliant form when they mocked Vincent Price’s classic “House on Haunted Hill.”


It was an absolute blast and a nice bit of nostalgia. And “House on Haunted Hill” is worth the rent if you're looking for the strangeness of Vincent Price or special effects so terrible that they make you laugh on the spot.

On Saturday night my sister invited Amanda and me to a local play group that was performing Cannibal! The Musical. I knew very little about it other than it was written by Trey Parker of South Park fame and that one of my sister’s former co-workers was in it. Though it started off rocky, the musical was great, as was the cast. I won’t give away much but I will say this: any musical that has a character longingly dreaming of his lost horse while masturbating has my full attention.

Then, of course, yesterday was Halloween. Though I’m a rabid football fan, I actually chose to watch Stephen King’s four hour movie Storm of the Century with Amanda than my Green Bay Packers (and they actually pulled a huge upset, too). That’s dedication. And to top the night off, I helped Amanda hand out candy. And by “hand out” I mean I watched her hand it out. It’s not that I wouldn’t like to give candy to kids – it’s just that I know I’ll get too bitter. It isn’t unusual to get a few kids that complain about the candy they get or refuse to say thank you. For whatever reason I’m a huge believer in manners, though it probably stems from my parents drilling it into my head from birth. If someone gives you something, you say thank you. So if I had been giving out candy and a kid took it and walked away without saying anything in return, I couldn’t promise I’d be able to not call him a little bastard or tell him that his parents should wear a condom next time.

With that in mind, I was put in charge of making sure we didn’t run low on candy, which turned out to be comical. Our neighborhood gets bombarded with kids, which is awesome. We went through 600 candy bars in around 90 minutes before we ran out completely and had to turn off our lights by 7:30 PM.

Though another successful Halloween is in the books, I’m starting to have a bit of a withdrawal. Not being able to have horror movies on television for background noise while I do homework is depressing me. To help the transition I’ve decided to do all my work while wearing a Jason mask.

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Ass Pennies

Now if that title doesn't draw attention, I don't know what will. I still plan on updating every Monday but this week has been crazy and stressful. The past few days have involved lack of sleep and dealing with stressful situations, and on top of that I awoke this morning to an air raid siren blaring. A tornado in Michigan in late October? Damn you, Al Gore!

Anywhoo, I'll be back to normal posts again this coming Monday. I know I've posted this before but, hey, if anyone ever wants to know what I do for confidence, here it is:

Read on, dear lemmings...