Day 15 now since Operation Invading In-Laws began. Maintaining an uneasy truce with spousal in-law units. Ready to have home back. About five days ago I was ready for that. Well, actually five days before that.
But they are helping with things I just cannot do (and at times don’t know how to do) on remodeling the home, so I’m remaining silent, mostly.
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Source of Cat Quadcopter Picture – Reuters.
Stuff your dead cat with a quadcopter.
Creepy as hell. Thanks to alert co-worker Butcher of Lansing.
Thoughts in the order they arrived:
- WHY would you DO that?
- What kind of flight time per-charging do you get?
- Do you charge it in a litter-box shaped receptacle?
- Self cleaning?
- Does it charge 23 hours of the day and work only 1 hour per day?
- Mouse-powered fuel cells would be ultra-cool.
- WHY would you DO that?
Lemur King's Folly 
Hmm…that is oddly cool. And interesting. Also freaky and wrong.
And it makes me wonder what’s next.
A wiener mobile made from a stuffed dachsund?
Maybe a horseowner can turn his beloved dead equestrine (is that a real word?) into a wheeled contraption you can drive while in the saddle. Instead of reins, a steering wheel. Pedals would be part of the stirrups. And of course, it’d have to be called a ‘mustang’.
Perhaps you were looking for the word “equine” or even “cheval”?
In Neal Stephenson’s The Diamond Age they have mechanical horses (presumably nano-engineered), and he coined the word “chevaline” to describe them.
I would love a four-legged mechanical Mustang…
I could never stuff a dead pet. It’s shades of Roy Rogers and Trigger.
I know things are bad, but at least you have help. Also, check my blog. Perspective 😉
That cat quadcoptor is brilliant! I always suspect the things were feline.
Someone should do a squid. And Cthulhu….
ID10T Killer suggested making a mouse into one of the smaller single-rotor helicopters and chasing cat-n-mouse…
It’s funny how small the line between “genius” and “crazy” is.
Brings a whole new meaning to “getting a little pussy in-flight”…
Someone found a new way to stuff batteries inside a pussy— but a “joystick” is still involved.
Wife: “Where are you going?”
Husband: “I’m going to play with my new pussy in the park.”
Wife: “I swear, you spend more time with that new pussy than you do with me!”
Husband: Well, this one doesn’t have a week’s down time each month and it stops making noise when I’m done playing with it.”
I’ll stop before the Pun Police put out an APB for me. 😉