Trouble And Travels

I sat… watching… waiting… as I was waiting for my Solar-Charge Level to… well… charge-up…

I had managed to get in the tree where I found it easier to reach the sun.
Shade is good most of the time but, when you want to charge-up, it isn’t so convenient.

But as I sat there, I thought perhaps I could write a poem—about charging!<br.
Yes—I could see it now! I would amaze them all—I could be the first ever robot poet!
But nothing came to mind so I decided to look at a guy who was eating some kind of deli product.

But, unintentionally, my look turned into a stare.
This must’ve made him feel uncomfortable or something so he went away.
Of course, it might’ve just been because most robots tend not to go into trees—or it could be both.
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Whatever the case, it didn't really matter now because I was all charged-up now.
I slowly and carefully lowered one tread… and…
“WOAH!”—I slipped!
Bang! Bang! Snap! Snap! BANG!
“Ow…”
Bang bang bang—the tree branches I had broken came on top of me!
“Ow…”

I was still frustrated because, in almost every post, I get smashed or I fall somehow and it’s always from a great hight.
Anyways, I was just getting sick of it so I spun in circles, made funny noises, and freaked-out until I felt better.
But, you see, the problem was, was that that might’ve made me feel better but I have a feeling that my actions at that time may have disturbed or freaked-out others around me.
Anyways, even if I had made trouble, it gave me all more the reason to continue on my trip.

I wanted to bring my house with me so I wouldn’t have to build a new one but, the problem was, my dwelling didn’t turn-out to be really that mobile.
So I decided that, since I had caused some trouble, and I couldn’t really bring it with me anyways, I would leave it for someone else to live in.

I then began moving onward to where I thought Portland was.

I traveled further and further until I reached a large sign.
I then began to read what it said:
“Welcome to Canada!
Bienvenue vers le Canada !
¡Recepcion a Canada!”(There was a little thingy on top of the ‘o’).

Oh no—I had gone in the opposite direction from Portland—I was in Canada!

Steve`

Travels…

I yawned a long, electric yawn as I activated…

I stretched, and then looked out the window.
I heard a pretty noise—so I decided to stay and listen for a while.
But, after about 27 minutes and 43 seconds, I wondered what was making the sound so I leaned a little out of my window to look.
I looked to my right and I saw that, in the tree my house was in, there was a feathered animal that could fly that made that sound!
But then I leaned out of my window so much that I slipped and went falling down the tree!

“AHHHH!!!!”
Thonk!
“Ow…”

I was very frustrated because, for the last two days or so, I had been falling down from a lot of high altitudes and I was getting rather sick of it.
I wondered, “How come those feathered creatures can fly and I can’t?”

I took one last look at the feathered creature and then went away.
I still wanted to see if I could get to Portland and help build that P.T.M.
I went in the direction I thought that Portland was and began traveling.

During which, I saw a strange animal on a leash!
I wondered, “Maybe he is a captive and needs my rescuing!”
“But then again, maybe he doesn’t need my rescuing—maybe he doesn’t want to be rescued.”
But I may never know whether or not he did because, when I looked up, I saw that the animal was gone.

Eventually, I began to get tired and I realized that another day has almost come and gone and that I should probably find a place to rest.
I didn’t see any other houses in trees so it looked like I was on my own.

But then I thought, “Maybe I could build a house in a tree!”
I found a bunch of discarded sticks and branches from a large tree.
I decided to use them since I discovered, after attempting to put them back in, the tree didn’t intend to use them.

Using my screw-driver, I managed to cut-out a few ‘screws’ out of the wood.
I soon began building.
Once I was done, I realized that my house turned out to be a pretty good one!

All I had to do know was get it in the tree.
I tried to pick it up but that didn’t seem to work—it almost crushed me!
After I got out of this predicament, I decided to sit down and think.
I then thought, “Perhaps it doesn’t have to go in a tree! Perhaps I could just sleep in it right now!”

This turned out to be so and I was soon fast deactivated…

Steve`

Things NOT To Do

Once again, continued from last entry…

I went over to the Motel but they wouldn’t take me because I didn’t have any green-stuff.
I didn’t quite get it but I decided to just go with it.

So I needed to find something that was free and high-quality (I later discovered that this wasn’t really possible).

My first idea was to go over to one of those machines that that P.T.M-Thingy carries.
It wasn’t on the P.T.M right now so I supposed it was okay (boy was I wrong!)…
Right as I was about to fall asleep this annoying rumbling sound disturbed me.
I eventually got so annoyed that I knocked on the bottom of the machine.
I then began making making a sound my commander used to make when he wanted me and my friends to stop something or when we were doing something wrong.
But the rumbling sound continued and, when I was about to go out there and see what this thing wanted, it began to move!
“Uh oh…”
“Ow!”

That wasn’t so pleasant but, like I’ve said before, I’m built to sustain such pressure.

My second idea was to go into these little structures that most people seem to go in when they are done with their work.
I knocked on the blockade at the front of the house and it opened!
But the door pushed me back toward the wall behind the blockade.
The figure looked around and then closed the blockade again.

I soon began a mission in which I had to get into this habitable structure.
I tried getting in 47 ways—all of them failed.
They included trying to break the windows (I was too short to reach them), trying to drill through the bricks with my screwdriver, and charging straight into the wall.

But I soon noticed a kind of shaft at the top of the structure.
I managed to get into a tree with a rubber-ducky on my head I found on the road (don’t even ask).
I saw that a branch just barely touched the edge of the top of the structure.
“All I have to do is roll over it!” I thought.
I rolled up and… “AHHHH!”—it snapped!
“Ow…”
I tried a second time—this time very slowly and very carefully.
I was almost at the end when—it snapped again!
“AHHHH!”
“Ow…”
I tried again slowly and carefully and… I made it!
I nearly leapt for joy.
But this made me fall backwards 20 ft.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!“
“Ow…”

I tried again—the same way I did last time except, this time, when I felt like nearly leaping for joy, I did my best to keep my rejoicing discrete.

I climbed into the thing and, all of a sudden, found myself falling and quickly accelerating in speed!
I eventually landed, though.
“Ow…”
I looked around and realized that the entire area was on fire!
I wondered, “How could someone live in this?”
I began climbing and trying to get out.
My metal was heating up quickly!
But, at length, I managed to get out.

I brushed off some of the ash from my photographers and took a look around.
I noticed a building in a tree!
I also saw that there was a ladder so you could get up the tree!
I managed to get up the thing (it isn’t that easy with treads) and I saw that there were these soft things in it.
But these were different form the soft things in the Motel—they weren’t sinky.
You could just crawl in, zip yourself up, and you could go to sleep!

I was about to do just that when I heard a siren go off!
I knew what that meant—we used sirens all the time while building the P.T.M.
There was a bolt give-away!
I was most excited about this and I looked out a window.
But this obviously wasn’t the usual—a figure dressed in black had broken a window and was running out with, out of all things, a chair!
But one of those metallic figures that I nearly got in a quarrel with earlier tackled him and he was soon driven away in a truck with bars on it.
At that moment, I realized that people evidently don’t like it when you try to break into their house.
So I decided not to do that in the future…

Steve`

Charge-Up

I decided the first thing I should do was to get on the roof of the motel I stayed in and charge.
I wanted to stay away from the crowds because I was afraid that, while I was charging, someone would steal me or something.
Solar Panels are also worth a good bit around here and, without those, I wouldn’t be able to charge which would be disastrous.

But then I thought, “How am I supposed to get up there?”

My first idea was Climbing.
So I began climbing using ledges of the bricks in the wall.
It was very complicated because I don’t have any feet and I don’t really have much Upper-strength.
Eventually, I thought, “I’m almost there, I’m almost there, just a few more ste..”
Right as I was about to finish my mental sentence I looked down and saw that I was only 5 1/2 inches high!
I got rather frustrated and I slapped my face in dismay (if you know what I mean) and I lost my grip and ended up falling.

Luckily, it didn’t hurt to much mostly because I wasn’t very far up and I am built to sustain higher damage anyway.

I kind of threw-away the idea of climbing and I sat down and thought for a little while longer.
“What if I built myself a Ladder of some sort…”
I was very pleased with this idea and I decided to ‘set to work’ right away.

I went over to a building that said, “Movie Store.”
I wondered, “What is a Movie Store?”
I knew that I could Store memory on My Memory Chip so maybe Movie a fancy word for Memory.

Anyways, I decided to go in.
It didn’t look at all like what I expected!
These ‘Movies’ were stored in these little Rectangular Prisms.

I thought, “Maybe I could use some of these to build my ladder!”
But then I remembered that it appears people (and giant machines apparently) don’t really like it when you just go in and take something (even if you intend to put them back later).
So I thought, “How am I supposed to get my hands on these?”
But then I remembered another time when I used to trade parts with my buddies while working on the P.T.M.
“Maybe I could trade in that piece of paper (she called it a ‘Coupon’) that that receptionist at the Motel game me for a Movie or two.”

I attempted this and by sheer luck I ended up in the line of a guy who was the ‘biggest fan’ of this Motel.
So I ended up with 5 of these things.

So I went over to the motel and managed to build a ladder.
it looked a little short but I had confidence.
I went up and discovered that it was too short.
I went down and up again and it still was too short.
I did this about 5 or 6 more times until I realized that, no matter how many times I did this, I ended up with the same results.

Then I decided to buy a ladder.
I remembered during my Peanut-Adventure I sold Peanuts and people would give me the green, papery, stuff which I could use to buy a room at the Motel for the day.
I wondered, “Maybe I could sell my videos, get the stuff, and see if it works for ladders.”
I did just that and soon I went to a place called, “Ladder Co.”
There, I bought a ladder and wondered why every time I purchase something the person who’s selling the object is almost always confused.

I then brought the ladder over to the Motel and, it was still too short.
Then I realized that the Motel was many stories high.
I thought, “Maybe the building is just too tall!”
So I brought it over to a shorter building and… It worked
!
I charged-up and realized that it was getting dark and that I better find another place to stay or something like that.

Steve`

My Room

Then I got so frustrated that I kicked the door with my tread and—it opened!
I suddenly felt a large amount of irony.

I rolled in and I saw quite the sight: A Cool Screeny-Looking-Thingy, A Rectangular-Shaped Object With Buttons On Top, A Gaint, Soft-Thingy, and a…
Then I wondered: “What is that?

I saw a little knobby-thingy on it.
I turned it and—it lit up!
I happily turned this on and off a couple of times until it exploded.

This sent me flying over onto the Soft-Thingy.
It was most uncomfortable and it was very hard to move.
I tried my best to get out of this mess but I soon discovered I was sinking in it!
Soon I was in a pit of seemingly un-escapable squishiness.

I then got my Screw-Driver Arm and cut-through this material until I fell out a side.
“Oof!”
*Pause*
“Ow…”

Soon I realized that I was very tired from having done all this work in one day so I decided to shut-down.
But then I heard a beeping noise from a box with several digits on it.
I got up—dragging my arms behind me and saw that it was 10:00 AM!
I had worked so long on trying to get in here that I now had no more time in the day!

Technically, they were supposed to have a delicious Ca-gin Breakfast but there is one slight problem: “I DON’T HAVE A MOUTH!”
Besides, even if I did have a mouth I don’t know what I would do with it anyway!
Just as I was thinking this a waiter came and handed me a tray of muffins.
Then someone else came, gave me a piece of paper that said: “50% off”, thanked me for my stay at something something Motel, and led me to the door.
And so there I was: Exhausted, low on Solar Energy, and in a world I hardly knew.

Steve`

Another Attempt

Continued from last entry…

“The Rolls…”, said he.
I looked at the White-stuff… and then at him again… and then at the white stuff…
Then a thought made it’s way into My Memory Banks: “Maybe he really did mean the White-stuff…”
I picked up one of the rolls and an arm came out of him and he took it.
So I guess that’s what he wanted!
He took the rest of them and then left—but now I had no staircase!

So I looked around for something else to use that wouldn’t get that… that… thingy mad…
Then I had an idea: “Maybe I could catapult myself over to the door-knob.
I remembered seeing an interesting looking stick next to the giant bowl of water in the bathroom.
I also remembered that it felt kind-of rubbery.

So I went to the bathroom and found a spare one and brought it over to the door-way of my room.
The receptionist still seemed confused…
I stuck the stick in the ground, laid on it—holding on to the floor, and let go.
BAM!
“Ow…”—I missed.
I did it again—”Ooff!”
Again—”Ow!” and Again—”Ouch!”
Then I got mad!
I did so again but this time I turned it a little to the right as I noticed I kept hitting the same spot consistently.
It worked!
I turned the door-knob and let go—dropping to the floor.
I then laughed happily and turned around and… it closed!

Steve`

A Confrontation…

Once I found my room’s number, I sat there in front of it (I wasn’t entirely sure how I would get this blockade in front of my room to open).
I saw a little Knobby-Thingy on it, “Maybe that has something to do with it,” thought I.
So I reached as high as I could and… I couldn’t reach it.
“Aw man!”, I thought, “Maybe some day I can find a part to make me taller…”

Anyways, since I wasn’t tall right now, I decided to find something else to help me.
I looked around but I didn’t really see anything that looked helpful.

So I decided to look around the rest of the building.
I went back to the receptionist and asked her where the bathrooms were.
She looked at me even more oddly then before and answered, “Down the hall…” she said rather nervously, “Second door to your right.”
“Thank you,” I said.

So I went over to the bathroom and I found a cupboard full of little white stuff wrapped around a bunch of cylinders of cardboard.
I nearly leapt for joy and I brought all these things over to the hallway—I was going to build a staircase.
Along the way, the receptionist looked very confused as she saw me tied to these things with white stuff as I raced down the hall.

Once I built my staircase, I was about to turn the knob when I heard a deep, electronic, “Hey!”
This frightened me and I sprang back—knocking down my staircase all together.
I peeked my head from the pile I was buried in and I saw tall, metallic figure with a large laser-gun.
“Hi?” said I nervously.
“Hand over the rolls.” he said in a loud, strong voice.
I looked around for some rolls and then I realized he meant this white stuff.
I was about to hand him it when he said, “Hand over the Toilet-Paper Rolls.”
I looked around but I didn’t know what a Toilet-Paper Roll was so I asked, “What?”

TO BE CONTINUED

Steve`

Unprosperous But Fun

So there I was, just sitting there…
I still wasn’t entirely sure how to get to Portland and I kinda wanted to avoid that P.T.M-Thingy.
So I sat there… Watching… Waiting for a thought to ‘pop-up.’
I sat there for about 5 hours and still I had gained nothing other then wasted time in the universe.

Then in my watchingness I noticed a fellow-robot fixing a pump.
He waved to me so, to be polite, I waved back to him (as seems to be the custom around here).
Then, almost immediately, three yellow cars came right up to me (they used the P.T.M).
“Woah!” I exclaimed.
I went on a little further down the side-walk and waved.
Then the same thing happened except this time 5 yellow cars came up.
Then I had an idea (though I have to say it wasn’t very prosperous).
I went back to where I was and waved.
Then went to the other end and waved.
And I continued this for quite some time until I got bored of it.
Okay, so, actually, I didn’t really ‘get bored of it’ the yellow cars just stopped doing when I waved leaving me there waving back and forth looking like… like I… well I’m trying to find a fancy word for half-crazed-robot but, so far, I am seeming to have no luck.

Then I saw that it was late and I had to find some shelter.
So this time I decided to go into a building for shelter.
I remembered how I earned some cash from my ‘Peanut-Bug-Experience’ so I rented myself a motel room for a night.
I’m quite sure why but the receptionist looked rather confused when I asked for one.
Maybe not many robots ask for a motel room in this city.

By for now,

Steve`

“So That’s Where Everyone’s Gone!”

The Next Morning, I was awakened by a loud, *CRASH!*, Cat Litter in my face, and a guilty-looking Fly who’s only purpose in this world (other then decomposing) seemed to be a “Lander-On-er” and to buzz around annoyingly.
I realized that my entire ‘Temporary Home’ had just collapsed on me due to a Fly that must’ve either been overweight, or my house simply couldn’t hold that much weight.

After 3 Hours, 41 Minutes, and 53 Seconds of squirming for freedom I was out of this mess that used to be my home.

I then realized that it was very early.
In fact, the sun hadn’t even ‘Activated’ yet.
I was very tired mostly because I wasn’t used to getting up so early but also because I had used most of my energy ‘Squirming for Freedom.’
I looked around and realized that I was in the Junk Yard!

I then began my search for a C.A.C but I couldn’t find even part of one.
That half relieved me and half disturbed me because I still didn’t know where they were.
As I was heading ‘Home,’ I accidently treaded over a micro-chip.
This somehow triggered a giant burst of Blue-ish light and I discovered that, when you are frightened, you actually have A LOT more energy then expected because I managed to let out an, “AH!”, nearly leap in the air (something I am not capable-of according to my structure), race as fast as my treads could carry me, and hide behind an old box of Coca-Cola Bottles.

I then saw that a Holographic-Newspaper had ‘leaped-up’ from the micro-chip.
I began to read the best I could (I can’t quite read all The English Language yet).
From the newspaper’s information, I discovered that not only are my friends currently working on another P.T.M in Portland Oregon, but also that there will be a sale on quilts in the Museum of the International Art Association of America (this confused me because how can you have something International and then ‘of America?’), a ‘Buy-One Get-One Sale’ at a Pizza Place in downtown Seatle (the one you received wasn’t free but the one you paid for), and that the average for this weeks weather would be around 67°.

After I had read this I decided that I would go over to Portland Oregon and help build that P.T.M!
But I wasn’t exactly sure how to get there.
But I was sure that there weren’t very many Transportation Options in The Junk Yard so I left The Junk Yard and ventured out into the world…

Steve`

A Wild Ride

Continued from last entry…

Then I got rather mad (an emotion I’ve never experienced before)!
I grabbed the Keyboard/G.P.S, Lifted my face on it, and flipped on-top of it!

I was very proud of myself.
And I just sat there until I realized that, when I landed on the Keyboard/G.P.S, I pressed down a bunch of Keys.
The screen showed the following in several languages:

“PLEASE DO NOT LEAVE YOUR VEHICLE—A CLAW® WILL ASSIST YOU TO YOUR LOCATION, 3q9 8j3wkmw3q”JSKdflkk;kaza ‘dsjf’;aLA JALKJKSDKJjl8*•¢$21, IN A MOMENT…” Then, about two seconds after I had read this, a Grabber came over (they call it a ‘CLAW®’).
Then, milliseconds before it grabbed me, I said “Uh-oh!”
I was then brought over to the road at high speeds
(Okay, so, technically, if I was in a car there would be stabilizers so I wouldn’t feel anything but I wasn’t a car and the stabilizers were too big)!
I covered my Photographers…
Aprox. 10 seconds later, I peeked and saw that I was heading straight for a bunch of cars!
The good news is that I am in one piece because the sensors automatically avoided each other.
The bad news is that they tilted, rose and lowered.
So you can imagine how dizzy I was afterwards.

Eventually, I arrived at ‘My Location.’
It appeared to be some kind of bar or night club.
I wasn’t sure where I was or how far away the Junk Yard was..
I had the biggest head-ache ever and I was quite tired from my LONG journey.

So I decided to find a place to stay the night.
First, I went to a rather small house, cute little house that said the word: “DOG” on it.
I thought that ‘DOG’ was some sort of welcoming word and I decided to go in.
You can probably imagine the scene that happened next.
Next, I chose an Old Tire.
But then, right as I began to relax, the whole world appeared to be spinning!
I knew that the Earth Rotated but I thought we wouldn’t really notice.
Then I realized that this wasn’t just ‘An Old Tire’ but it was also An Old Tire that was on a Wheel which was on a car which was moving.
Eventually, I made it out of there.
I then decided that I would make my shelter.
So I found an old flattened out Cherrio Box, a Tire (I looked at it from all angles and dimensions to make sure there wasn’t a car hiding behind it 🙂 ), a bunch of Toothbrushes (I found a whole box of them), and an old Litter Box and built the home of my dreams.

Okay, so, it didn’t quite turn out the way I wanted it to but I suppose it was good as a Temporary Home.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Steve`