Mr. Tomorrow never misses an ironic angle. For example, now that the Taliban and Mr. bin Laden are “Public Enemy Number One,” what is our duty as patriots?
While Surfing through Blogdex, I found a page about fighting with rubber bands. Not that I condone such behavior (Especially since, as a nerd, I never was very good at shooting rubber bands in grade school.)–but the page has a certain nerdish appeal in that it decribes the techniques and technology in exhaustive detail.
I may come back to tweak this essay repeatedly in the coming months. If, in this work in progress, I get a good groove going on, I may move those parts of the essay into my developer section to exist as permanent documents.
Just sent a dispatch off to Ms. Carlysle (Whose nom-du-geurre is Laughing Cow Cheese.) about investment in nanotech. The resulting letter was so witty I figured it would make a good entry here.
Comrade Shaw has some great photos and amusing anecdotes of his travels in Turkey. Joe Bob says check it out.
Maglev trains Using the ballast of fluorescent lights to transmit data Sending e-mail to random recipients Bugs working in chips Bugs eating chips One, two pages about a promising new cancer treatment Progress in AI and robotics, including a robot that fuels itself on slugs and another, made of Lego, that solves Rubik’s Cube.
What follows is rather jumbled but in my mind it’s all related.
Speech Recognition (SR) has come a long way in the last five or so years, just recently IBM researchers have managed to make it work in hand-held computers. Such developments might actually make hand-helds, which I’ve regarded as rather dubious toys, useful. Actually I’m only talking about this because one of the sites I administer […]
Here’s a question: How come we don’t say “Czechia,” “Czechland” or just “Czech” as opposed to “Czech Republic?” French come from France. Japanese come from Japan. Argentines come from Argentina. Poles come from Poland. Slovaks come from Slovakia. How come Czechs don’t come from Czechia? Didn’t they ever figure out the proper word ending for […]
A few days ago I saw a Ford commercial that mortified me. It was blatantly using the events of September the Eleventh to–get this–sell us more cars. Apparently some people are amazed at how quickly people’s pursuit of trivia has reasserted itself but, when marketoids cheapen every emotion in a ploy to sell us more […]