I’ve long been campaigning (lamenting to people with no authority or pull, whatsoever) in favor of the four day work week. It obviously hasn’t happened…yet.

In the interest of idealists nationwide, each Friday I’m going to draft a list of how I could be better spending my time if I wasn’t confined to the office.

Because I am nothing, if not overly productive, during freedom time.

Lobbying in favor of alcohol sponsorship in sports

Calling in an anonymous tip on Joey Porter, that meth head! (Do pay phones still exist?)

Three words: Stairmaster Segway Hybrid

Whip up some spiced poached iceberg lettuce

Cruise around on a Strida folding bike, avoid getting taken out

Complete a flawless run in the game Mouse Trap

Start a tribute band (Hall & Oates, maybe?). Apparently, they’re big business with late night TV shows

Visit sunny Pittsburgh, which after not interesting me as a city for almost 25 years, finally gives me a reason to go there

Buy a 2009 calendar, and check off all the days that UCONN basketball has Nationally televised games

Go as Natalie Coughlin’s date to the Golden Goggle Awards

A little light on quantity today, and for that, I apologize. And though 20 of these clearly exemplifies that I’ve grown lethargic, beyond the shadow of a doubt, 10 is still pretty despondent. Godspeed.

The World of Isaac has a hilarious post up about Monta Ellis’ Moped that sparks today’s look at how you can make you bottom line dip. Isaac, thank you friend.

Without further adieu, let’s give its due adieu to The Segshaw!…

Was there ever any doubt that a Segway looks like something you’d want to be pulled by?

On rickshaws, in general. I once found myself frantically trying to hail a cab outside Macy’s, during Christmastime (because I plan well like that). After much failure, I had to settle for an elf in a rickshaw; it was one of the most horrific experiences of my entire life.

And I wonder, if that elfin maniac was limited by the 8 MPH (0 horsepower) governor of the Segway, would he still have treated the midtown bus lanes like his own personal leisure trail system?

if you have $7,400 clams and love danger, check this bad sally out.

Optimus Prime on the front, deal breaker or clincher?