Turns out the farting office chair – or more correctly the tweeting fart detecting office chair – wasn’t the lowest you can go with new technologies.
Here’s how to make a toilet that tweets on each flush…and here’s the Twitter account for you to follow. Here are some samples:
- plop plop fizz fizz
- blue?! WHAT were you eating?
- plop plop fizz fizz
- you sank my battleship
- hey tweeps, i just wanted to share this awesome moment with you
What can I say – I’m all about enriching your day to day lives.
Video games these days are so much more fun than they were when I first picked up a console controller. I can’t remember which came first – the NES or the CD TV – it’s all a bit of a blur. Having a father with a casual gig writing games reviews had its perks. Actually, it must have been a NES. Unless the Vic-20 counts as a console…
It did, from memory, plug into your TV… in fact, as a delightful tangent – I should point out that Dad’s game reviewing gig came after he wrote and published this book – unavailable for GBP4.95 from The Book Depository – for those of you who aren’t link clickers it was called “Beyond Simple Basic – Delving deeper into your Vic-20”. Seriously, with a father like that what chance did I have of not turning out as a geek.
Anyway, that’s a significant digression from my original point – but the Vic-20 was an 8-bit machine, so it’s tangentially related. My point was – games are now better. And I’m going to suggest that graphic violence is what makes that so. So it warms me to the cockles of my heart to see this Flickr set – of 8-bit characters rendered beautifully and experiencing graphic deaths. Here’s the demise of a Goomba – cleverly titled Goombash…
There are plenty more where that came from. Including this Pac-Attack…
* the title is only vaguely clever if you know that there are 8 bits to a byte. I have actually always wondered why 8-bit machines weren’t called one byte machines. I might have to look that up…
It’s Mother’s Day tomorrow – or perhaps Mothers’ Day – depending on your marital status – or indeed your understanding of the definition of the day. Perhaps you’ve forgotten to buy a present. Well, you’re out of time. Unless you buy something online – and perhaps, given that you’ve forgotten your mum, you should buy a clock. Here’s some fun ones from around the interwebs – and where to buy them. The good ones aren’t cheap.
The “back to university maths” clock
I guess that’s the lingo slings talk? Maybe, anyway, as a title for my only post so far today it’ll have to do – and it adequately describes these slings that save you all the hassle of explaining your obvious injury. And anybody who has ever been obviously injured knows this is a painful thing to have to do. They’re designed by this guy – and they were here when I first sore (sic) them.
Some guy has decided it would be a good idea to x-ray consoles and their controllers and then put the results on Flickr. He’s probably right. It does look pretty cool.
Found here.
Another day, another lame segway rip off. This one’s for kids. The Dareway.
And according to this YouTube ad (you’ll have to click the post title to get it – they don’t come up in the sidebar) you’ll end up being a junior character from the Matrix – complete with leather trenchcoat.
Glasses would be such a pain, I’d lose them all the time, having to take them off and put them on and take them off all over again would be a recipe for losing those very expensive little visual aids.
So here’s a novel solution – pierced eyeglasses.
Found here…
If you’re a fashion disaster and you know it then you really ought to show it with this scarf. The public has a right to know.
So, you’re stuck in the bush, you weren’t prepared enough to bring bottled water with you – but you did have room to pack this new urine to water converter from YankoDesign.