I have begun to wonder if I am cursed.
Been working on a project that involves fiber optics and some interesting ways of exploiting them. But optics can sometimes have their own agenda… You’d think “Hey, what can really go wrong? This is physics, right?”
You can break fibers, crack them, crush optics, have laser failures, torch failures, low transmission issues, bad mechanical splices, bad polishes on connectors, adhesive failures, bad fiber optics batches… and this can go on and on… to the point that you wonder why the part that is relatively simple is being so gosh-darned hard. All of this, in one day. We haven’t even gotten to the hard part yet – the part that is technically and scientifically challenging (and fun).
I strongly suspect that in my lab the laws of physics have been beaten with rubber hoses and had fingers broken with pliers. Then life came along and stole it’s candy and stomped on it’s glasses. And life chuckled with bone-chilling soulless mirth.
Thank goodness that ThinkGeek is there to help me feel motivated to get out of bed on months like these last few.
The Flying Alarm Clock wakes you up with a loud shrieking alarm coupled with a little propeller-driven key that leaps off your nightstand. To turn off the horrible racket, you have to get out of bed and retrieve the key. The propeller flies the key high into the air and off into some dusty corner. You have to force your sleep addled brain into wakefulness, move your stiff legs and retrieve the key before the alarm goes off. By the time you’ve done so, you’re awake enough at least to go make a pot of coffee.
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Good gravy, I need a Corndog Factory so bad that I feel like my innards have been sucked out through my kneecaps. Oh, the humanity.
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I probably also need some Bear Paw Forks, too.
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Love the alarm clock.
I enjoy skeet shooting early in the morning.
Somehow I don’t think I should get one, the neighbors might get upset.
Just watched The American President with two, hard-core, ignorant, leftist friends. At every leftist idiocy, the boyfriend kept going “Right!”
I waited until they were going to try to pass some bill to reduce fossil fuel use by 20% and get rid of all guns and then the world would be safe for unicorns and other growing things.
I couldn’t help it, I snorted and went outside to chuckle.
Religious people who think they have no religion always make me laugh, but these are, young, friends so I just try not to make it clear that I think they’re funny.
You should have watched Dave, and screamed “RIGHT!!” when Dave started cutting all the unnecessary programs 😉
Awesome movie, Agster.
Veeshir, guess the old quote attributed to Twain applies to your young friends.
Lemur, That clock is exactly what the youngest genetic hostage around these here parts needs!!! (Though, at some point in the not too distant future, I may also have need for same.) Think Geek rocks!
I need a better alarm clock, but I worry how well that thing would do with the ceiling fan in the bedroom. I think there’s another one that just rolls off the table and you have to go chase it down.
Gah! I wish you hadn’t posted the corn dog maker. I don’t need a corn dog maker. I don’t need a corn dog maker. I don’t need a corn dog maker. I don’t need a corn dog maker. I need a corn dog maker.
They have thousands upon thousands of the bear claw things in Alaska. Most of them are made of wood. You should just pop over there and get a pair.
Pop on over to Alaska? Are you kidding me? The kids are way too young to appreciate anything beyond Chuck E. Cheeses, Pixar Animations, and daddy showing them grasshoppers that spit soy sauce.
I’ll see about making some though.
I’ve been dying to use these guys and it’s not like I don’t have a hell of a lot of years in designing things.
http://www.shapeways.com/
Laura at FMFM has a really cool alarm clock that mimics the rising sun, Mitchell.
And YOU DON’T NEED A CORNDOG MAKER!!!
Aggie, Aggie, Aggie… Dear dear Aggie… of course he needs a corndog maker you silly goose.
You should feel silly, too. You are amazingly sharp and yet you just said Mitchell did not need a corndog maker. If it were anyone else I’d have quoted this:
I only included it here now because I hope to give you a good laugh.
BWAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
You soooo did 😀
Doesn’t everybody need a corndog maker? I mean, with a toaster over, a nukester and a corn dog maker I could provide the 5 major food groups (beef, lamb, pork, chicken, corndogs).
I’m already trying to think of different batters to use and different hot dog shaped things to cook, like cutting steak into the right shape or breakfast sausages in pancake batter.
Mmmmmmmmm, breakfast sausages in pancake batter. Just make the batter thicker than normal I’d think and all you’d need is a cup of syrup to dunk them.
I tried an Aidell’s chicken and apple sausage last night, thinking it was going to be this really gross sweet combination. To my amazement, it was really awesomely damn good. I wonder how it would do in a cornbread batter…
I’d guess you should at least partially cook anything pork before putting it in this deal. I doubt it cooks the meat all that thoroughly.
Ooo… need the bear paws.
Yeah, I gotta have a corndog maker. Probably order one by the end of this month.
Speaking of corndogs and hotdogs and such, I had just about the best damned ‘dog’ I’ve ever had in my life. It was in the Laguardia airport in New York city. One of the eateries there was this little place that sold pretzels. They had a pig in a blanket that was a hot dog inside garlic flavored pretzel bread, and damn was it good. So damned god I didn’t put any condiment on it at all. Normally I would have mustard on it or on the side for diping, but this one didn’t need anything.
my daughter is a corndog freak. lemme see if i have room next to the electric taco bender…
Off topic, but something that might interest you: DVDs that last forever.
New pain treatment in the works? As the man says: faster please.
That would be WAY TOO COOL.
I keep trying to remember “what it was like before” and coming up short. Riding a century ride, Rough-housing with the kids. Go for a run. Do serious work around the house. That would be WAY TOO COOL.
Yes, faster, please.