Twitterblogging 'Dirty Jobs'!: Virgin Olives & Dirty Diapers
Today's cuppa: English afternoon tea
I previously Twitterblogged a single segment of the Discovery Channel series "Dirty Jobs," so last night, I took it to the next level and did a full episode, which turned out to be very dirty indeed.
For those not familiar with Twitter, it's a microblogging service that allows users to send out short messages -- 140 characters or less -- called "tweets," either to a closed group of friends or out into the general Twitter stream (which is Google-able).
Users can subscribe to the Twitter feeds of other users, who can in turn subscribe to theirs (not required, but generally considered polite).
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And if you like, you may read the tweets while watching the episode on DVR or VHS. Guarantee they'll make at least 75 percent more sense.
Most importantly, you must read the following Twitter stream (in the interests of full disclosure, I admit that it's been cleaned up a bit from the original for the sake of clarity and readability) from the BOTTOM UP! The date stamp represents the time this morning that I grabbed the tweets from my Twitter home page. Here we go:
Â· Mike makes the plea for more dirty jobs. Now there's bloopers. Sad. Thought Mike was a professional. Bye now!
Â· Mike says that Doug relies upon diapers, but the rest of the crew just depends upon them.
Â· Mike has assurance of a job in the dirty-diaper industry if ever that whole TV thing fails to work out.
Â· Mike sees a diaper that's past its prime. Now it becomes a rag. Mike decides to strike a deal. Good capitalist!
Â· Mike reveals that DirtyJobs uses diapers to clean up the show's frequently grimy cameras. And lint balls are bad.
Â· Oops, that's a stain. Back to the washer for you, and if you're still stained, you're a rag. So much for you.
Â· Now there's more sorting and counting of diapers, now lighter and cleaner and actually white. No stains going out!
Â· Mike goes to pick up the dry diapers at the "Big Dog" dryers, where DiaperManager wants to "scoop this puppy on up."
Â· Mike reveals the dirty diaper secret of Dirty Jobs.
Â· I wonder if Mike gets to keep all these baseball caps he gets. And he just had a little stroke.
Â· Mike just lets out a long groan after a long time male-bonding with WasherGuy. Pipe down, potty minds out there.
Â· Mike finds male bonding atop a washing machine. Hey, Mike, whatever rotates your agitator.
Â· Oooh, Mike finds "residue." I gotta tell ya, that's one word that one never wants to hear.
Â· Mike offers to help WasherGuy change his belt. What could be simpler? Oh, nuclear physics, rocket science, calculus.
Â· Dirty diapers go through 13 full cycles and then are PH tested to match baby skin. Do you do that at home?
Â· WasherGuy used to be DiaperDriver. Not sure it's a step up.
Â· Mike says disposable diapers account for 2 million tons of paper, plastic, pee and poo in landfills. Thanks for that.
Â· Washing machine sensors monitor cleaning fluid in, waste products out. Something's up to date at least.
Â· Mike sounds like Kim & Aggie from How Clean Is Your House when encountering bad smells-oooh!yeow!whoo!
Â· WasherGuy turns on a fan, and blows the stinkypoo diaper smell out -- toward the State Capitol? One can hope.
Â· It is the 21st century and stinkypoo diapers must be loaded into the washer by hand. My grandmother did that.
Â· Mike returns to the land of gigantic washing machines. They make ones three times that size. Jeepers.
Â· John is a diaper-counting machine! Now it's time to fix the washer, but the washer doesn't want to be fixed.
Â· Would you answer an ad for a job counting dirty diapers? Would you? Come on, it's honest work! Dirty, but honest.
Â· Cameraman Doug gets the "brown derby" diaper. Poor Doug. Mike's always shaky math skills fail him once again.
Â· Oh, now that's an ugly diaper. A baby produced that? What did they feed it, pureed spinach?
Â· John sez be careful how you open bags, because diaper contents can become airborne projectiles.
Â· Poor John makes a comment about the smell. My heart goes out to him, but my nose will stay right where it is.
Â· Apparently there's a science to classifying diapers, adult, changing pad, new newborn, toddler.
Â· Smart John uses double gloves to count dirty diapers. Mike goes for an apron this time.
Â· Clean diapers out equal dirty diapers in, so poor soul John must count dirty diapers. There are also adult diapers.
Â· Oooh, the diapers in that preview don't look good. That particular shade of green has unpleasant connotations.
Â· TideeDidee been picking up three generations of baby poo in Sacramento, CA
Â· Mike's going in on his own, safety first! Sometimes there's money. Lady doesn't appear to realize Mike's a celebrity.
Â· DiaperDriver says babies train faster in cloth diapers than disposable, and no extra poo in the landfill.
Â· Stinky dirty diapers are heavier than clean. DiaperDriver quips, "I wonder why." His van gets very full and low.
Â· Stinky blue dirty diaper bag waits on customer's porch. Luckily there are no stray cats or raccoons around.
Â· Mike Rowe climbs aboard the straight poop express to get the dirty on dirty diapers. Drop off clean; pick up dirty.
Â· "How is cleaning diapers like a trip to the doctor's office? You just turn your head and cough." I hear that.
Â· Now I want some crusty bread and some olive oil to dip it in. Mike just insulted marketing guys & leaves.
Â· Mike has a new experience with a pressure washer. He cleans the "ca-ca hole." He said that, not me.
Â· Now he's saying "moofah." It's something different from "ca-ca." Mike refuses apron, sez they're "for girls."
Â· Oil goes into primary decanter. No, not
Â· Uh-oh, the ca-ca's backed up, and we haven't even reached the Diaper Cleaning segment. Now it's composted.
Â· Olive oil is lighter than water. After pressing, waste product is called "ca-ca." Yes, that's what I believe he said.
Â· No more pressing olives with your feet. First they get a cold shower, than pulverized. Rough for Mission on
Â· Purple olives are fruity and buttery. Don't know if I've seen a purple olive. NewOliveGuy used to be in motor oil.
Â· Olive heap -- Manzanilla on top,
Â· Olives have a "pressing" engagement with Perry, who's "oily." I just said that, Mike. The Manzanillas have arrived.
Â· OliveGuy sez you must learn olive-growing biz from the bottom up. Yep, he said that. He's kinda oily that way.
Â· Olive trees are pretty. Pal bought one at
Â· Mike Rowe is told to approach the irrigation leak from the flank and not make a frontal assault. Gophers did it.
Â· Only extra-virgin olives. No fallen olives. No heat for extra-virgin olive oil. Ordinary virgin not good enough.
Â· Mike Rowe teaches me a new word "rancitify." Then he extols the virtue of olive oil, which I like on my pasta.
Â· You comb olives out of the tree at low-automation boutique farm. Then you make a TV show about it.
Â· The oil of Mission Olives is grassy. Perhaps they're on a green-olive mission. Can't spell other variety names.
Â· Hot, dry Arizona
Â· Starting out with a martini in need of an olive. Mike Rowe discovers raw olives don't taste good. How to fix that?
Â· "I'm Mike Rowe, and this is my job." Welcome to the Dirty Jobs Twitterblog. Is it spoilery? What? Have you ever seen the show?