Be back monday.

Have a good weekend!

New ad campaign

Think they'll ban me from I can has cheezburger for this one?

On blogging

I try to read and comment on any blog who cares enough to leave me a comment. Some folks have no blog linked in their profile so I figure they don't have one or it's private. If you want me to come read you, don't be shy. Send me an Email at bohab1969@yahoo.com

Don't send any more email to my hotmail account or it will probably end up in some electronic round file in Nigeria.

As a side note:

There are some blogs and blog posts that I cannot read or comment on and still keep my sanity. Here are some examples:

Blogs devoted to macaroni art.

Blogs that devote themselves to large odd shaped vegetable insertions

The hippy peace blog ring for self joy and understanding.

Buster O-ring's blog guide to gay bar restrooms.

Blogs devoted to breast feeding children until they are 12 years old.

Goth blogs with sad poetry, hair dye and self mutilation.

I think you get the idea.

Cell phones are evil

What could possibly go wrong?

Military Robot to run on dead bodies

It could be a combination of 19th-century mechanics, 21st-century technology — and a 20th-century horror movie.

A Maryland company under contract to the Pentagon is working on a steam-powered robot that would fuel itself by gobbling up whatever organic material it can find — grass, wood, old furniture, even dead bodies.

Robotic Technology Inc.'s Energetically Autonomous Tactical Robot — that's right, "EATR" — "can find, ingest, and extract energy from biomass in the environment (and other organically-based energy sources), as well as use conventional and alternative fuels (such as gasoline, heavy fuel, kerosene, diesel, propane, coal, cooking oil, and solar) when suitable," reads the company's Web site. That "biomass" and "other organically-based energy sources" wouldn't necessarily be limited to plant material — animal and human corpses contain plenty of energy, and they'd be plentiful in a war zone.

EATR will be powered by the Waste Heat Engine developed by Cyclone Power Technology of Pompano Beach, Fla., which uses an "external combustion chamber" burning up fuel to heat up water in a closed loop, generating electricity.

The advantages to the military are that the robot would be extremely flexible in fuel sources and could roam on its own for months, even years, without having to be refueled or serviced.

Upon the EATR platform, the Pentagon could build all sorts of things — a transport, an ambulance, a communications center, even a mobile gunship.
In press materials, Robotic Technology presents EATR as an essentially benign artificial creature that fills its belly through "foraging," despite the obvious military purpose.

Goings on

It was my nephew's birthday yesterday. His wife and kids have been out of town for 3 weeks and everyone forgot to wish him well, so we took him to a gormet burger place and to the comic book store so he could pick something out for himself. He's 27 now but I've been buying him comic books since he was 8 and it's hard to break the habit. The burgers were good..and they better be for $13 bucks each.. Fries and drinks are extra. I had a vegetarian burger on a kaiser roll with cheddar, mangos, spinach and roasted red pepper. They are also the only place I know that can make good sweet potato fries.

Oh yeah as a side note, comic book geeks are more breast obsessed than ordinary geeks... damn near every action figure, statue and comic book cover in the store portrayed giant boobs barely restrained by a skimpy costume. Hell, these dudes in the comic book store loved boobs so much that many of them had grown their own.

I had to kick in the door to my garage yesterday. The doorknob mechanism broke and even when I removed the parts the latch wouldn't release. I hardly had to put any force into my kick and a solid core door split into about 3 pieces. It took a whole bottle of elmers and 5 C clamps to put it back together. I don't know what that says about home security except for the fact that doors are pretty much a social barrier more than anything.

The doorbell rang yesterday and I was like "holy shit what now?" I fucking hate surprise visitors. In fact I hate damn near everybody that disturbs me at home. It turned out to be the mail man..he handed me a trial size box of maxi-pads shrugged his shoulders and walked off.

Why in the fuck is the mailman going door to door handing out that shit? No doubt it's another brilliant marketing plan by some idiot with a leaky mangina.

These guys know how to party.