I do not like yard work.  I am especially not fond of cutting the grass - though I have fond memories of our old Lawn Boy lawnmower.

One of the things that drives me nuts about cutting the grass is having to first stoop and scoop our dog's stuff, move planters, lawn chairs, and then visiting relatives so I can have a straight run at our offensively tall blades of grass (I know it's not Kentucky Blue because it's green) with my Sears 6.5 horsepower, gas powered, self-propelled, rear bagging mower.  Don't even get me going about having to navigate around trees and their roots.

My motto for cutting the grass? - "What I mow, let me mow quickly and in a straight line."

Needless to say, I won't be adding one of these grass chairs to my backyard very soon.