Feeling down? Feeling blue? Did you just kick your dog, and he turned around and kicked you back? (Sounds like the first few lines of a blues song, doesn’t it?) Are you tired of using shampoo, and finally want to try the REAL poo? Well, lift up those sad baby blues, my friends, because help is on the way!
That’s right, ladies and gentlemen – the time has come for another exciting edition of… OOB!
Farm-Fresh Eggs Dept.
A British inventor says he’s perfected the boiled egg. (Aren’t you glad to know they’ve had their top man on this one?) Instead of water, his device uses 4-500 watt bulbs to cook the egg in 6 minutes, then cracks open the shell for you.
Let’s see, that’s about 3000 watts of power for every egg. So if the population of England is about 60 million, and about 25% eat boiled eggs for breakfast, that’s equivalent to an additional 4.5 MW power load, every morning!
Now maybe they can justify that new Nuclear power plant they’ve always wanted.
Make Your Own Statement Dept.
I’m sure you’ve seen those posters with various motivational sayings on them. And, I’m also sure you’ve probably seen those DEmotivational posters as well. Well, good news! The wonderfully twisted folks at Despair.com have set up a handy web form so you can now make your own! All you need is an appropriate photo, a delightfully cynical line or two, and you’re on your way to misery and despair. The real genius of the site, though, is that you’re not limited to depressing statements only. Find a good picture and have some fun!
More from the Dept. of Defining Measurements
You may remember from my last OOB that study that found taller people got paid more. (I can still hear Randy Newman’s classic song, “Short People” running through my mind, leaving short little footprints all over the place.) Well, fresh off the press is yet another study that found that women whose ring fingers were longer than their index fingers performed better at sports that focused on running, like soccer or tennis. (I can see thousands of women surreptitiously checking their hands after reading this.)
All you moms out there better check your daughter’s fingers! You might just have a sports scholarship available to help with their upcoming college tuition.
Giant Insects Dept.
Think I’m kidding? Check out this story in the Register that features satellite images from Google Earth showing a giant 50 meter long earwig rambling across the German countryside, heading for the town of Arlesberg, Germany.
AHAH, you say, it’s only a bug on a lens. But is it? Think about it for a minute. Where, exactly, IS this bug? If it was really up there in space admiring the scenery, then how can it survive without air? Or is there a secret government conspiracy to grow colonies of super-bugs up there? And another thing: if it were that close to the camera, wouldn’t its appearance be bigger, like maybe the size of Antarctica?
I think the prudent course of action would be to prepare for the worst. Film at 11.
Slow Messaging Dept.
The pace of modern life keeps increasing, and every day it’s fast food, instant messaging, and Do It Now, right? But on the other hand, for those of us who are still traditionalists, it’s nice to know there’s still a place for the old ways of doing things.
A message-in-a-bottle a Scottish girl threw into the sea managed to turn up in New Zealand – but the kicker is, it made the trip in only 47 days, or about 18 miles per hour. Compare this with a cruise ship that makes the trip from Britain to New Zealand in about 40 days.
Well, it’s been good enough for the characters in Johnny Hart’s comic strip B.C. all this time…
Picture = 1000 Words Dept.
The men’s room is not exactly the first place you think of when it comes to innovative interior design, but perhaps that’s starting to change. But I gotta ask – could the Sofitel Hotel in Queensland, New Zealand have gone a bit too far? Methinks this’ll raise more than a few, um, er, eyebrows.
We’re Definitely Screwed Dept.
And finally, those quirky folks at NEC have really done it to us this time (I mean “us”, as in the human race). It seems they invented a robot that can analyze (i.e., “taste”) wine and all sorts of
foods with a battery of sensors that can be modified to detect, among other things, chemical composition of foods, or even identify them (hey, that really IS meatloaf!) OK, no problem there, right? There’s bound to be lots of useful applications.
But when the robot was asked to analyze a reporter’s hand, the dirty little secret came out, and brings up images of I, Robot (the pathetic excuse of the recent Will Smith movie, not the excellent book by Isaac Asimov).
When asked to identify the reporter’s hand, it replied, “Bacon.”
Yup, we’re screwed.
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