I will only not be furiously upset by this bastardization of Soundwave if he somehow retains his voice from the cartoons…
I have an office in our house at home. It’s small, does not have a window, and is on the top floor of our house so the ceiling is sloped on one side because of the roof. Space is limited, and right now that limited space is mostly taken up by a far-too-large desk for my computer, and a janky, dusty, horrid love seat that my wife bought at a garage sale for a nickle and some seashells many, many years ago. I’ve wanted to do something about that office for a long time; the room geometry makes picking new furniture difficult – so I’ve been giving a lot of consideration to trying my hand at building some custom things to go in there.
THIS! This is what I want! There’s no way it could be this big, but the concept of big, cooshy seating with lots of integrated, built-in storage is *exactly* what I want for that room. I’ve even envisioned a seating area built up against the sloped ceiling, which would then be able to use the empty space behind the seating area for storage – *much* like this.
Only the fattest country in the world could be entrusted with the brain power necessary to make something this fantastic. It’s the 25,000-calorie snack stadium, and I’m deeming it the greatest invention by humanity since fire or the Playstation.
This. Is. Genius.
So, now it’s 2012?
Eventually, these crackpots have to be right I guess. But I doubt it’ll be in three year’s time.
Melissa did the Internet tryout for Jeopardy! tonight; she had 50 questions to answer and 15 seconds to give each answer. The questions ran the gamut of traditional Jeopardy! stuff, from which celebrity admitted to being shacked up with Samantha Roson (Lindsay Lohan!) to the definition of an erg. Good stuff.
Apparently, the next step is a random selection of the people who took the Internet test tonight, regardless of whether they passed or failed. We’ll see what happens; it’d be awesome if she got a tryout.
I’ve been a big fan of the packaging that Burger King has been using for the last few years; I always take the time to read the goofy stuff they have printed all over their crowns and fry boxes. It’s good stuff, and I appreciate that they put in the effort to make a fry box more than just a box to hold fries.
REAL Chips takes this philosophy to a whole new level. This packaging alone would sell me the chips if I ever had an opportunity to buy them; this is very inspired work.
This article got served up to me by one of the Web sites I follow with my RSS reader at work; it’s a pretty interesting piece by an author named Steven Johnson called “How to Write a Book.” I find myself increasingly more interested in learning more about this type of writing, and reading about Steven’s process was fascinating.
Here at Casa del Bartlett, the audio/visual apocalypse is upon us.
A few weeks back, my trusty 27″ JVC television that I bought in 1995, right after I graduated from college, finally went to that big electronic graveyard in the sky. For the second time in its life, the tuner went out; having already replaced said tuner once, and had no less than three repairs done to fix the power button (which has always been a flimsy and shatter-prone piece of garbage), I decided to retire the TV to the basement, where it can live out its days playing DVDs in front of the treadmill.
So, we’re in the market for a new TV, and had planned on spending some hard-earned tax-return goodness to finance the purchase.
Cue tonight. Six years ago, I bought one of these: a Sony DAV-FC7 5-DVD Dream System which, by all available indications, is a total piece of trash. It worked great for a long time (and, in all honesty, I’ve used the hell out of this thing), but about a year ago the speakers started to hum when it was set to the Video 2 inputs (regardless of whether anything was connected to the Video 2 inputs, audio or video) and a lesser hum from Video 1, even though the DVD player still worked. Well, shortly thereafter, when playing back DVDs, the system would either freeze completely after about 90 minutes, a problem which could only be resolved by turning the system off and back on, or drop the sound from the DVD, which could be remedied by switching chapters (although a sound drop typically meant a video freeze was coming shortly).
Well, tonight, it just refused to play discs of any sort altogether. DVDs were met with a “Can’t Play” message on the main console, as were audio CDs and a lense cleaner disc I tried.
So – we now need a new TV, and our home theater system has now blown out as well. I spent the better part of a half hour getting our Playstation 2 rewired to bypass the theater system entirely and run directly into the TV, so at least now Helen can watch her movies – sparing us from yet a third chapter in the AV Apocalypse which surely would’ve been the most bloody of all.
But we’re left with a janky little 26-inch TV in the living room, have a now basically useless home theater system and we’re hoping the seven-year-old Playstation 2 holds out long enough to serve as our emergency DVD player until we work all this out. Mel’s mom couldn’t figure out how to push a button to get the DVD player going before when she was over to watch Helen; she’s screwed now that she’ll have to use a PS2 controller to navigate a DVD menu.
And, just to add icing to the delicious cake, it takes two hours to get to the nearest Best Buy.
Just in case anybody was afraid Obamania hadn’t gone far enough yet, in step the Japanese to ensure that the limits of silliness have yet to be reached.
Obama – swordsman and gunfighter. Seriously, this comes with a lightsaber.
Is it sad that I’d probably want one of these if I saw it? Of course not.