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But word is, he’s not entirely against cute American girls with a predilection for pale guys with sharp teeth. Check out this Jimmy Fallon impersonation of “Twilight” star Robert Pattinson as he rails against Apple’s iPad. While sitting in a tree. Funny, funny stuff, and let me assure you, that’s not something I usually associate with Jimmy Fallon.
Normally I’d be reluctant to admit this, but I’ve spent a completely abnormal amount of time considering the probability that Captain Kirk’s desert made diamond cannon in the episode “Arena” would have been more likely to kill the good Captain or simply to have fizzled out. Shortly thereafter of course our scaly friend Mr. Gorn would have eaten Kirk’s face, either in the pieces that were left on the ground or, while still attached to James after the Gorn had finished hunting and skinning him.
I always knew it would be some dude in his basement that makes the giant leap, or horrible error, that leads us all down the garden path to the day that we live scattered like mice, running pell mell through the rusty wreckage of our once towering society as the robots come a huntin.
Since most of your Sci-Fi movie and television news makers are busy sacrificing virgins or puppies or practicing whatever religion allows them the supernatural powers to get rich and famous, mostly producing crap, Sunday can be a desert planet of news, barren and lifeless.
On tomorrows roads in our future gleaming metropolises, electric cars will be the norm. This shiny future is almost here and while propellerheads in the world’s car labs are getting the designs correct and going for future tech and future style, there is a problem with electrics that needs fixing. Electric cars are silent at low speeds. I myself was almost smushed by a Prius the other day.
I watched the below video and cringed. To some, this acrobatic little bot may look cute and harmless. Perhaps you’ll chuckle at the energetic looking little car as it hurdles the security fence like Javier Sotomayor (High Jump Record Holder) on meth.
As hard as I try to think up ways this robot could end up cornering me in my local Mall, relentlessly and doggedly fixed on reducing me to machine mulch while I smack it about the treads and servos with a tennis racket, it seems despite my paranoia, this particular droid may function in the service of humanity after all.
But I ask you. Why exactly would a robot need to run? Won’t it spill my beverage? If it’s running, won’t it miss a spot as it vacuums my floor? These things are unacceptable. When my robotic assistant goes to the corner market, I want my eggs to arrive intact, not pre-scrambled thank you very much.
According to the New York Times, a secret conference was held last February and organized by Eric Horvitz, Microsoft researcher and president of the Association for the Advancement of Artificial Intelligence to discuss the upcoming Rise Of The Robots and our inevitable doom.
In the past, if you wanted to go to Space, the word was study, study, study. In addition, you had to be virtually physically perfect or had to be teacher of the year or something like that. In the past, the inky blackness of the final frontier was beyond the hopes and dreams of a mere mortal like myself. All that has changed kid. All you need now is cash sweet cash.
In the category of “Oh My God What Are They Thinking”, science comes this dreadful and frightening advance into figuring out just what is floating around in the human mind. An unveiling of tech at the World (Mad) Science Festival in New York reveals just how close we are to digging into thoughts that are none of your damn business. Here’s how the mind meld thing works. It’s called functional Magnetic Resonance Imaging and measures neural activity by measuring the change in the blood oxygen level in the brain. High levels in different parts of the brain are then mapped and the white coated Igor type with the eye tick at the controls can then link this map to words and images you might be thinking of, such as plotting against Dear Leader or boffing the receptionist.
Forget the iPhone. Though Apple has created what is probably the greatest pound for pound gadget in Nerd history, we both know that somewhere in your virtual ultimate wishlist tech budget is an account for what will be for someone a license to print money. You want a real lightsaber. When one of these comes out, with utility, I don’t mean just a pretty light show, you will mortgage the house, sell your Star Trek memorabilia and give up long distance calls to Mom just to own one.
Once again, we westerners must bow to all that is Japan’s Sci-Fi awesomeness. We cannot compete. It’s a dream of mine to go to Japan for many reasons. From an outsider’s view, it seems that Japan is the ultimate in grafting a living historical society with a highly enthusiastic Sci-Fi wonderland. Where else in the world could you have a 59 foot giant freaking robot Gundam guarding a major city?
Or is it Megatron? Only time will tell when the inevitable occurs and this soon to be hydraulically controlled, 18 foot, fully articulated metal monster bursts free from it’s human controller, Carlos Owens and begins the big metal, bone crushing, iron onslaught.
Researchers funded by mega science fund DARPA or the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency are slowly and incredably making progress on a Robert Patrick style metal morphing Terminator. From Signal magazine via Wired.
Some incriminating quotes.
