Anoto-based Pens From Logitech
flanksteak writes "Logitech has announced the IO Pen, a ball-point pen with a memory. You write stuff with the pen, then drop it in its USB cradle and your bad handwriting appears on your PC. The pen is to be released in November. How cool would this be with support for a wireless protocol?" We've run some previous stories about this - no telling how well it actually works until it's tested, though. And at $9.99/notebook, the paper is about three times as expensive as regular paper.
I got nothing to say but that i got the frirst prorst for today!
Second post! My day is now complete.
A Beowulf cluster of THESE!
Imagine a beowulf cluster of these. :-)
Will it work with Sharp's Glass Computer?
Wut be dis?
I could buy two Trapper Keepers for $9.99!
Ha! I kill me!
Thats right I saw this three weeks ago when my story submission got rejected.
2002-10-02 22:56:52 Pen with a Memory (articles,hardware) (rejected)
But I'm not bitter.
Dude. You're supposed to write *with* the feces, not *on* the feces.
Super ninja monkeys will one day rule the world!
Yeah? Well, contrabassoon!
From a distance heads look small like a bean,
But through the scope they're big and bright
From a distance it's easy to hit a splean,
And watch the peons take to flight
From a distance, there is agony
And it echoes through the land
It's the voice of hurt, it's the voice of pain,
It's the voice of the Chosen Man
From a distance we think we've had enough,
Unfortunately He does not agree
He has guns, and bombs, He sips black tea,
As He snipes us all with glee
From a distance we are game animals
And hunting season is at hand
All you can do is hope, that you're not next
But if you go, remember you're the Chosen Man
God is sniping us, God is sniping us
God is sniping us from a distance
From a distance He sees that you're penned,
As you go about your chore
From a distance you just cannot comprehend
that He has a clear shot through your door
From a distance there is agony,
And it echoes through the land
And it's the cry of cries, it's the fear of fears
In the heart of every man
It's the cry of cries, it's the fear of fears
This is the nightmare of every man
And God is sniping us, God is sniping us,
God is sniping us from a distance
Oh, God is sniping us, God is sniping
God is sniping us from a distance
My cat LOVES Nine-Inch Nails!