Robby the Automaton

Audio Boost Mod — Regular Show Walkie Talkies

My roommate just got the third most awesome thing I’ve seen come through our mailbox this year: a pair of Regular Show walkie talkies shaped like Zack Morris cell phones.

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Some of the vintage tables at the Asheville Pinball Museum.

Mystery 120mm film—revealed

I bought a Pentax ME Super 32mm SLR and set of lenses at a yard sale in Queens last August. Actually, it was a straight trade across for a DVD player—asking price was $20.

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It was a pretty good deal, and I’ve had lots of fun with the camera. What’s interesting is that the case it came in had a couple of rolls of 120mm film. These couldn’t have been taken with this camera—why were they in the bag? 

I finally got around to developing the two rolls. The first contained photos of a dapper gent in a white suit and Uncle Sam hat walking a tiny dog with an equally patriotic, tiny hat and cigar. Walking through what looks like…New Orleans?

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The second roll had some shots of a live chicken coop in what looks like Bushwick, Brooklyn, and a young man shopping for paint.

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Update! You can follow the progress of our radio on its very own Tumblr page:

http://upcycledradio.tumblr.com

Improving a 1936 tube radio.

The exterior was in very poor shape, so we stripped and sanded off the finish—when it is done, it will be re-stained and finished with a high-quality photograph of the tubes as the faceplate.

The innards were rusted beyond repair, so we added a solid state amplifier, a new speaker, Bluetooth receiver, iPhone charger, Android charger, and oh yes, FM radio tuner. 

Easter Egg Magic in Print Books: Indexes

If you’ve ever typed “Do a Barrel Roll” into Google, then you’ve discovered an “Easter egg,” even if you’ve didn’t know that it was called that. 

Oh, you haven’t? Well, go on then. I’ll wait.

Welcome back! This cute—if nausea-inducing—bit of fun for fans of Starfox64 is an example of an Easter egg, or hidden “anti-prank”, within a computer program. For a very tame example, have a look at the world’s first Easter egg: a secret room with the words “Created by Warren Robinett" spelled out in the game Adventure for the Atari 2600. It blew minds in the 70s but is just a trifle in comparison to the Easter eggs programmers hide in everything nowadays, from the breakdancing Yoda in a Star Wars DVD menu to Ninjas in Google Chrome’s Web browser

Some Easter eggs are harmless OS worship, although not all get the official stamp of approval from the parent company, despite being born of corporate rivalry, My favorites Easter eggs, however, are put there by the people who work behind the scenes and use them to opine on the work, or give their insight into real life events, like the Minecraft-inspired “Notched Pickaxe” in Skyrim.

Now how about a geeky language Easter egg? Do a search for "anagram" on Google. You’ll get the tongue-in-cheek response:  Did you mean “nag a ram”? 

This is what I was reminded of while reading this post from Carol Saller’s excellent Subversive Copyeditor blog. In part three of her series on creating a good index for one’s book, she cautions against, among other things, accidentally creating “prank” index entriesby giving examples of intentional ones in computer science textbooks:

"Recursion: see recursion
or
Infinite Loop: see Loop, Infinite
Loop, Infinite: see Infinite Loop”

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I can’t believe Vincent Price would lend his name to such a shoddy product.

thegreatdetectiveofthewest:

“Hello this is Vincent Price. You should know the grave could never tame me, if you are calling about the missing feet leave your address and the replacement feet will be rushed to you by my grandson Jody. Now I must return to the sweet embrace of the crypt, but I’ll be back.” Bwahahaha.

I can’t believe Vincent Price would lend his name to such a shoddy product.

thegreatdetectiveofthewest:

“Hello this is Vincent Price. You should know the grave could never tame me, if you are calling about the missing feet leave your address and the replacement feet will be rushed to you by my grandson Jody. Now I must return to the sweet embrace of the crypt, but I’ll be back.” Bwahahaha.