October 18, 2012
SI Swimsuit Model Chrissy Teigen's unsuccessful trip to the Japanese market
Dictionary Desk Pillow
From the website:
The Japanese are hard workers, that much is certain.
They are also big sleepers.
You'll see them snoozing them all over the place: Trains, cafes, on benches.
And also at work.
Now you can get away with it even better with this great Dictionary Desk Pillow, an open book for you to rest your head (and eyes) while purporting to be studying or working hard!
At first glance it looks like a large dictionary and can even be slid between other volumes on your shelf just like a regular tome.
But when you're feeling sleepy, just get out your reading material from your desk drawer, filing cabinet, or shelf.
The "book" comes in a paper case so looks rather smart.
Your boss would never suspect what its true purpose is!
Perfect for workaholics — or anyone in desperate need of an afternoon nap!
Features and details:
• Size: 30 x 21 x 10cm (11.8 x 8.3 x 3.9")
• Materials: polyester, polyurethane, paper
• Cover can be removed and washed
• Weight: 500g (17.6 oz)
Official widgets of bookofjoe
They were once a big deal but seem to have fallen off the cluetrain radar.
Above, mine a couple hours ago.
I go to the widget screen about once a week, to use the calculator or reinforce my sense of the world as a strange place indeed as I gaze at the Nikkei average, still not back to even 25% of its 1989 high, when Japan was going to rule the world.
Instead, it's slowly circling the drain as its youth grow ever more restless and resentful of the many millions of 70/80/90-year olds they're carrying on their backs.
Gonna be a collective shrug and blood will run in the streets of Tokyo.
Tongue Exerciser Anti-Flab Muscle Mouthpiece Fights Sagging Cheeks
They had me at "Anti-Flab Muscle Mouthpiece" — "Fights Sagging Cheeks" is lagniappe.
From the website:
The Kuwaete Sukkiri Tongue Exerciser has three muscle-building techniques that can help improve your face line and those flabby, sagging cheeks.
Put the mouthpiece over your tongue and feel it work as you exercise your mouth and facial muscles.
It might look a little unusual from the outside but, with its grapefruit flavor fragrance, it will be comfortable and healthy to use.
Supervised by professional esthetician Kimiko Hirayama, just use the Kuwaete Sukkiri ("just add and feel fresh") for one minute per day.
Use your tongue to lift it up and down, or lightly clench down on it over and over again.
Lastly, you can also push out with your tongue while holding it between your teeth.
Features and details:
• Material: silicone with grapefruit fragrance (lasts 1-2 months)
• Size: 7.5 x 2.7 x 3.9cm (3 x 1.1 x 1.5")
• Weight: 13g (0.5 oz.)
• Made in Japan
Where the wild Internet things are: Inside Google's ultra-secret data centers
Long story short: Google gave Wired's Steven Levy a day pass and let him take pictures like the one above.
[via Laughing Squid]
bookofjoe's Favorite Things: Rain mStand
I bought mine in 2008 to elevate my 2004 PowerBook G4* to eye level and keep it off the table and away from spilled drinks.
It's done all that and more and still looks brand new, even as it's adapted to first last year's 13" MacBook Air and last week's mighty 15.4" MacBook Pro/Retina.
This laptop stand — which doubles as a book or dictionary stand/rest if you're not all that into computers — is a great piece of industrial design.
It's an aluminum Mercedes in its massively overbuilt solidity and elegant simplicity.
I'll bet you there are thousands of these stands scattered throughout One Infinite Loop and over Mountain View way.
So well thought out: the lip in front not only holds the computer securely in place but also its cutout lets you easily raise the lid without moving the laptop.
The pads up top cushion the machine and absorb vibration from below and atop (speakers/music).
The hole in the back — edged with rubber to prevent cord damage — is wonderful, serving not only to allow transit of multiple wires and cables to and from the front/back but also acting as a nice "tuck-in" to take up slack.
Amazingly to me, the stand hasn't changed price in the four years since I bought mine: in fact, I think I may well have paid more than the current $48.24.
Highest possible recommendation.
A wonderful gift for a techie friend guaranteed to result in one happy camper.
Best of all: no moving parts, pathognomonic for great design.
*The 2004 PowerBook does something neither my 2011 Air nor 2012 MacBook Pro/Retina can do: because it has a native 32-bit kernel (don't ask — at least, not me) it works perfectly with my Virgin Mobile BroadBand2Go flash stick, enabling me to get online anywhere with unlimited data for a flat $50/month with no contract at speeds plenty fast enough to keep the bookofjoe World Tour on track no matter where it takes me.
**My rap name
"Arbitrage" — "When elephants dance the grass gets trampled"*
I watched this movie last night on Apple TV and it was worth every penny of the $6.99 I paid to rent it.
Apple TV works: every time, without hiccups, never a glitch.
The 1080p picture and surround sound are flawless.
But I digress.
The movie is your typical early 21st-century glimpse of life in the private jet/Maybach lane (first close look I've had at Mercedes' mid-six-figure white elephant... erm... both outside and in — looks like a sweet ride... but I digress yet again), with Master of the Universe Richard Gere in the saddle and Susan Sarandon (is it just me or does Mila Kunis more and more resemble her?), Tim Roth, Brit Marling, Nate Parker, Reg. E. Cathey, et al. in his posse.
The only jarring note: Laetitia Casta, playing Gere's secret not-so-secret piece of crumpet: she simply can't act.
But that's not why she got the part, is it?
Where was I?
Oh, yeah, car parts.
The movie hinges on a terrible event that Gere tries to cover up, with exquisitely nuanced consequences.
What makes the film so absorbing is the level of the three-dimensional chess game Gere plays as he juggles his imploding commodities bet gone south, the possibility of life in the slammer as a result of the fraud he's perpetrated to keep things under wraps, his betrayal of his wife, son, and beloved daughter who works as his hedge fund's controller, his involvement in a separate criminal act and cover-up, and the fact that he puts his life in the hands of a street punk whose father worked for Gere for 20 years and who gets pressured big-time by the police to rat on Gere or himself get decades in prison.
So subtle is the hinge-point of the plot that I didn't realize till I woke up this morning thinking about it that I hadn't fully understood the ambiguity at the heart of the punk's dilemma — facing enormous pressure from both Gere and the heat, with Gere trying to buy him off with a combination of a plea to remember how well he took care of both his deceased father in life and the punk son after his death plus a multi-million dollar trust fund and the police drilling down into his fear of going to state prison by making up their own case as they go along, with no holds barred when it comes to putting paid to the rules of evidence.
A thoroughly enjoyable 107 minutes.