Konur og kaffi

Konur og Kaffi

Ráð til foreldra

Ef að þið þurfið ró og næði, og börnin eru ekki samvinnuþýð, þá gæti þetta verið lausnin.

Jólagjöfin við ár?

Ætli krökkum finnist ekki mikið stuð og mikið gaman að fá þessa bók í jólagjöf í ár?

Super Mario Bros theme by Tesla coils

Ég var að rekast á alveg ótrúlega svalt vídjó þar sem að Super Mario Bros lagið er spilað með neistum:

Twin Solid State Musical Tesla coils playing Mario Bros theme song at the 2007 Lightning on the Lawn Teslathon sponsored by DC Cox (Resonance Research Corp) in Baraboo WI. The music that you hear is coming from the sparks that these two identical high power solid state Tesla coils are generating. There are no speakers involved. The Tesla coils stand 7 feet tall and are each capable of putting out over 12 foot of spark. They are spaced about 18 feet apart. The coils are controlled over a fiber optic link by a single laptop computer. Each coil is assigned to a midi channel which it responds to by playing notes that are programed into the computer software.

Via Gizmodo

Trompet hæfileikar

Talent!

Einkamálavefir í hnotskurn

Rakst á ágæta léttmetis grein um einkamálavefi, í stuttu máli þá er þetta gaur sem að býr til fimm mis-sannar auglýsingar og skoðar niðurstöðurnar. Hér er smá brot úr einni auglýsingunni:

About me: I’m a 27-year-old male. Science promises lifelike female robots within the next twenty years, but that’s longer than I can wait. Consequently I need a girlfriend. Although I’ve never actually had sex, I have played several video games that simulate the act, and feel that that experience, combined with my catlike reflexes, means I’ll have a pretty good handle on what’s going on. So no worries there.

Nýju Intel Auglýsingarnar

Frekar fínar :)
Fyrri
Seinni

Sagan endurtekur sig

And it’s all just a little bit of history repeating!

Will it blend? – iPhone edition

iPhone settur í blender.

Óvitaverkin í Bretlandi

Ég var að lesa frábæra lýsingu á óvitaverknum í Bretlandi. Já, ég sagði óvitaverk, því að þetta voru tæpast hryðjuverk. Varð einhver hræddur? Þeir gátu ekki einu sinni sprengt upp bíl, menn með doktorspróf og alles. Eina fólkið sem kom illa úr þessu voru óvitarnir sem kveiktu í sjálfum sér og reyndu að keyra inn í flugvöll. Eeeeeen hvað um það, greinin er skrifuð frá sjónarhorni eins óvitans. Hér eru nokkrir gullmolar úr greininni:

Long story short, we decided to draw straws. And guess who wins? Yep, yours truly, good old sucker Khalid, the same guy with a pile of charge card receipts for petrol and propane and hardware. The same guy who ended up having to host two thirds of the martyrdom planning parties at HIS house, because his good old college “pals” always have some convenient excuse about “kitchen remodeling” or “MI6 surveillance,” and never lift a finger to help clean up the empty bottles or paper plates or the C5 mess. Well, you know what they say: no good deed goes unpunished. Then the other short straw get pulled by Bilal, and I’m like, oh, great. Now I’ll be banging some celestial virgin with that wanker looking over my shoulder.

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Get this: Mohammed, whose only job it was to call in a simple fucking detonation code, switched his cell carrier to get the new iPhone and forgot to transfer his goddamn detonation contact list. So I’m like, “how about Bilal? Did he explode? Please tell me exploded.” The dopey expressions around the room told me otherwise. Faaaack. Now there’s NO dead infidels, NO horny virgins, and I’m out one leased Mercedes with a £12,000 balloon payment.

og að lokum:

Final box score: I’m out one Mercedes, one Jeep, £2000 in miscellaneous bomb materials, three layers of skin, and one very low-mileage penis. Infidels killed: nil. So the next time you want to bitch to me about how bad your day is going, don’t expect a lot of sympathy

Ég mæli með því að þið lesið þetta í heild sinni, mér þótti þetta a.m.k. frekar fyndið.