The Urlesque staff all live within New York City limits, thus limiting us essentially to summers marked by rooftop tanning and wading pools. These seasonal artifacts are virtually exclusive to we city dwellers who secretly pine for days filled with with pesky seagulls and nights of citronella candles. On the other hand, without having to deal with cleaning a pool, mowing the lawn or continually reapplying bug repellent, there are definitely some excellent consequences provided by enduring summer on city pavement.

However, if we had this little guy to not only mow our lawn, but to do so in the coolest costume ever (Roomba, are you listening?), maybe we'd spring for a summer cottage, too: