Kettle, you are seriously underappreciated. I am stunned by your faithfulness in boiling water for my tea so many times a day, never complaining, just bravely soldiering on.
I dedicate this haiku to you.
Streamlined plastic coat
Whose glowing lights attract me.
You blow me away.
This springs from an exhausted mind and way too much revision. I said goodbye to people I was IM'ing, decided to go to bed, and got waylaid by writing a blog post... as you do. One day I'll write a post at a sensible time. Really.