Tuesday, June 15, 2010

All Hail Your Glorious Machine Lord

There are lots of shiny new phones on the market. Showing here and here.

Now consider this vacuum that cleans your floors, itself.

Good-ol'-Abe, Wer, and I were in a department store, walking off the dry thirst we had from the Bachelor Party of Doom™ that had transpired. Walking, that is, like the old people who get to the mall and power walk in circles like little hamsters in consumerist wheels for days to the thumping sound of techno Cher. That's beside the point (although did you know they call the little sitting areas "Rejuvenation Stations"? That tickled me.) In the department store, we browsed the home appliances section, playing with Martha Stewart's crazy devices, gawking at the beautiful emulsion blenders and their ilk. Good-ol'-Abe mentioned that a friend of his has the Robot Vacuum.

I said, "Oh, man. The one thing a Droid needs to take over the world is mobility."

He looked back and said, "What if you put a Droid on top of one of those?"

I said, "IT'S THE TERMINATOR!" Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh. Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh. (The Terminator [original] theme is 5 amelodic thumps. It varies slightly throughout the series. You can look for it on youtube if you don't trust me.)

This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
This is how the world ends
Not with a bang but a mobile mobile telephone.

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