obgliatory, now that a cellphone with a built in towel has been mentioned:
"The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.
A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have. Partly it has great practical value -- you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you -- daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.
More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost". What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.
Hence a phrase which has passed into hitch hiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)"
--Douglas Adams The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Actualy, I had texting disabled for my account. I was getting more umwanted messages than wanted ones. I called up cingular and asked if they could block certian numbers. they told me that they couldnt block only certian numbers, but they could disable it altogether.
actualy, as often as those three words come to mind, this time it was more along the lines of a business venture that i was thinking of: scratch-free
lens covers for camera phones
I dont know about you all, but I could use an electric razor in mine. Every so often im at work screwing off and I realize that I missed a spot. it'd be great to go and touch it up.
"I always wanted a way to broadcast silence at a car that is driving by blaring music. Even if I like it, I wish I could turn down the volume level so I can continue my conversation, nap or whatever that was interrupted by the individual's music choice and volume."
Slashdot Mirror
"Their net loss came in at just under $2 million."
And they earned every penny of it.
from the article: "The deal, if completed, will pay StorageTek (Research) shareholders $37 a share, or an 18.5 percent premium on Wednesday's close."
True, the batterys might not last 12 minutes, but just think of what this thing could do on a quarter mile!
may the force be with them.
Well this is just great. First Google turns eval, now we have zombies taking over Europe. Whats next?
obgliatory, now that a cellphone with a built in towel has been mentioned:
"The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.
A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have. Partly it has great practical value -- you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you -- daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.
More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost". What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.
Hence a phrase which has passed into hitch hiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)"
--Douglas Adams
The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Actualy, I had texting disabled for my account.
I was getting more umwanted messages than wanted ones. I called up cingular and asked if they could block certian numbers. they told me that they couldnt block only certian numbers, but they could disable it altogether.
no more 10c charges for me.
ben there, done that, got the cuts to prove it
(actualy, i use my bic nearly every day. this is for the days i forget)
actualy, as often as those three words come to mind, this time it was more along the lines of a business venture that i was thinking of: scratch-free lens covers for camera phones
Yea, but the problem is when you max it out: how are they going to cut it in half?
wait - optical mouse: cameraphone + bluetooth....
are you thinking what i'm thinking?
I dont know about you all, but I could use an electric razor in mine.
Every so often im at work screwing off and I realize that I missed a spot. it'd be great to go and touch it up.
Forget Batterys, I want to cee a cell phone running off Zero Point Energy
Truth, but its mot material posetions they are taking from us - it Intelectual Property and the rights associated with it.
Or fourse the MPAA is going to try and make things hard.
You cant forget what their name stands for: Motion Picture Ass of America
Microft just doesn't want to give people the wrong idea. It's not like you actualy own your music or those photos you took.
"I always wanted a way to broadcast silence at a car that is driving by blaring music. Even if I like it, I wish I could turn down the volume level so I can continue my conversation, nap or whatever that was interrupted by the individual's music choice and volume."
Shouldn't those two NOT go togeather?
This is kind of like social networking, only without all the hassle of being social.
fair enough, i guess there are a few rotten apples in every tree.
i wouldnt call the web master world guys slimy. theres definately some slimy guys out there, but wmw seems like one of the better groups
"common sense revolts"
free culture
lol
anythings worth a shot, right?
i work in dayton and our office wifi is broken. now i dont have to fix it!