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October 13, 2006

'If we all went down a slide on a daily basis, it might profoundly change our lives'


Belgian-born German artist Carsten Höller's philosophy, as described by Jessica Morgan, a curator at the Tate Modern in London,


quoted by Lawrence Van Gelder in his "Arts, Briefly" feature in this past Tuesday's New York Times.


Höller's new show at the Tate Modern, consisting of five spiral slides (above and below)


made of polished stainless steel and clear acrylic plastic, opened on Monday of this week in the museum's cavernous Turbine Hall.


Everyone rides: "The tallest of the slides, 182 feet long, drops passengers riding raw canvas mats from the top floor of the building, a former power station on the Thames."


I expect a dispatch momentarily from Edwina Ings-Chambers, Slide Editor of the Financial Times.



October 13, 2006 at 04:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBack

Ultimate Hoodie


From a website:

Completely soundproof.


Black lycra lining in the tunnel blocks out light.


Latex grips hold it to the monitor. A retractable USB cable can be pulled from the front and plugged into the computer allowing sound to travel to speakers embedded in the hood.


A voice-activated microphone is embedded in the back of the hood to record audio from the outside world and save it as MP3 files in a folder on the desktop.


[via coruscantcity.net and old.siggraph.org.

October 13, 2006 at 03:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

According to what? No. 1 — Death as the 'Big Crunch'


What if, when you die, the Big Bang — in reverse — occurs, with you as the universe?

Cosmologists (now a minority) who still believe in a universe that is born by exploding into being and then reaches an expansion limit, only to fall back inwards in what's termed the "Big Crunch," postulate such an event on an unimaginably large scale.

Here I suggest it as the physical expression of death.

Whatever makes you who you are — and it's certainly not your body and senses — compacts itself back into the quantum foam.


Probably not, at least not as you were: with infinitely many outcomes from a Big Bang, we'd expect someone at least a little different each time, don't you think?

Perhaps a life, human or otherwise, in the larger picture is simply a 3-D sketch of sorts, moving through a relatively brief fourth dimension of time, an avatar, if you will, standing in for the "real" person.

Of course, the best part will come in the year 15667 — give or take a decade — when they finally open up the tiny nested Russian doll at the center of the myriad larger ones discarded over the millennia, only to find that — surprise! — there's nothing there.

That's why this series is called "According to what?"

October 13, 2006 at 02:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Money Shirt — 'One size fits all'


If you've been here awhile you know how I feel about gift cards.

If not, here's an introduction.

Yet many of you, while agreeing with this sentiment, find it difficult to simply put cash in an envelope and give it as a gift.

This clever item may be the bridge to sensibility — both common and preservation of yours and the recipient's — you've been waiting for.

From the website:

    The Money Shirt

    A priceless way to give a gift of money!

    Easy to assemble: just fold six crisp bills in half and insert them into our shirt form.

    From $6.00 to $600, one size fits all!

    Includes shirt form, gift wrap bag, note card, ribbon and complete instructions.

    Vinyl and nylon.

    3¼ x 6¼".

$8.98 (money not included. Wait until I feature the tree.).

October 13, 2006 at 01:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack

Ask a stupid question, get an excellent answer


That's how things go down here in joeWorld.

Yesterday at 1:01 p.m. I referred to reader Rhonda as a "card-carrying joehead," then wondered out loud what that card looked like.

A few hours later, at 4:20 p.m., the above graphic arrived from a secure, undisclosed location.

The accompanying text follows (Not one word has been omitted):

    If the fun meter does not go to max when you touch the card, it self-destructs, of course. ;)

Don't look too far afield for the source.

Word has it she's down in the Gulf region, where she runs a three-ring circus of wild and wacky co-workers who look, for all intents and purposes, to be a perfectly normal, efficiently functioning group.

Don't be fooled.

October 13, 2006 at 12:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBack

ColorKu — Sudoku using colors instead of numbers



I wonder if certain very clever and bright children, long before they're introduced to the concept of numbers, might well find this of immense interest, and even become quite adept at it, confounding the baffled adults in the room.

From the website:

    Crazy for Sudoku?

    This version uses colors instead of numbers!

    Think you’re ready for the challenge?

    ColorKu is played like Sudoku, only instead of solving the puzzle by arranging nine different numbers in columns and rows, you solve it using nine different colors!

    The object of this game is to arrange the colored balls so you end up with one of each color in every row, in every column and in every 3"x 3" square!

    Includes 104 puzzles (plus solutions) from simple to challenging to really tough.

    Clue cards help you set up the board.

    Play alone or with others.

    13" solid wood board with 81 balls.

    Not intended for children under the age of 3.


October 13, 2006 at 11:01 AM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack


Excellent advice.

Because "videre est credere."*

When I smash my foot into something I try not to look at it in the hours and days afterwards.

Because hurt though it might, actually visualizing the damage never makes it better and usually makes it worse.

And no — I didn't learn this in medical school, thank you very much for asking.

*Seeing is believing.

October 13, 2006 at 10:01 AM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack

ZegnaSport iJacket — 'Control your iPod from the sleeve'


"Releasing October 21," it said in yesterday's Wall Street Journal ad for this new piece of Italian kit.



October 13, 2006 at 09:01 AM | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack

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