If there's some way to get the Aibo's to adhere to each other, they could connect in various shapes to form furniture for us, their human overlords.
Need a bed, dogs hike over, pick up a mattress, lay flat, and pull the mattress on top. Need a chair, the mattress is put away, and the dogs climb on top of each other re-adhere, and form a chair.
It's like nano-tech, but with giant, overpriced robot dogs. Then they can play soccer for your amusement.
I've been diabetic for years, and technology like this has been around for a while. Historically it's okay for innoculations where you'd get one a year, but if you're injecting three or four times daily, the bruising was just too much.
If they've improved the ability to deliver the medicine without bruising, then it's a huge win.
I've recently switched over to an insulin pump from hypodermic based injections, and I can't recommend it highly enough. My control is much improved, it's easier to eat whatever I like, and I enjoy being a cyborg and saying, "You have ten seconds to comply."
I've invented a Bipolar Dinosaur Robot. It destroys Tokyo in a fit of ecstatic rage, and then feels really bad and worthless and mopes for days afterward.
Patent pending.
Obviously Mr. Stephanson is referring to the fact that this company will allow him to go back in time, seduce his mother, rejuvenate her, have sex with her, clone himself with two identical female versions of himself, have sex with them, have his brain put in a female body, have sex with it, award him a used spacesuit for travelling (unclear as to whether he can have sex with it or not), and finally teach the martian language to humanity to bring peace, prosperity, and power to all of mankind and then have sex.
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I guess they decided the Monad could be broken up into smaller, more destructive pieces. Someone alert Isaac Newton.
If there's some way to get the Aibo's to adhere to each other, they could connect in various shapes to form furniture for us, their human overlords.
Need a bed, dogs hike over, pick up a mattress, lay flat, and pull the mattress on top. Need a chair, the mattress is put away, and the dogs climb on top of each other re-adhere, and form a chair.
It's like nano-tech, but with giant, overpriced robot dogs. Then they can play soccer for your amusement.
If they've improved the ability to deliver the medicine without bruising, then it's a huge win.
I've recently switched over to an insulin pump from hypodermic based injections, and I can't recommend it highly enough. My control is much improved, it's easier to eat whatever I like, and I enjoy being a cyborg and saying, "You have ten seconds to comply."
Two beta cells up!
I've invented a Bipolar Dinosaur Robot. It destroys Tokyo in a fit of ecstatic rage, and then feels really bad and worthless and mopes for days afterward. Patent pending.
Obviously Mr. Stephanson is referring to the fact that this company will allow him to go back in time, seduce his mother, rejuvenate her, have sex with her, clone himself with two identical female versions of himself, have sex with them, have his brain put in a female body, have sex with it, award him a used spacesuit for travelling (unclear as to whether he can have sex with it or not), and finally teach the martian language to humanity to bring peace, prosperity, and power to all of mankind and then have sex.
Too bad the battery crapped out only 18 months into the internment.
So to speak.
YHBT. YHL. HAND.