Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Star Trek Cologne
You might be a Redshirt. Doomed to die in the most horrifying space-deaths possible and your only reward is a old country doctor telling your Captain that your dead, Jim.
Okay, you might not actually be a Redshirt, flying around on Space ships, enjoying Mr. Sulu sword-fight imaginary pirates naked, or enjoying the thrill of a transporter. But now you can smell like one. Did I saw smell? YES, I DID!!
Introducing RED SHIRT....
Cologne for the tragically doomed, yet plot significant.
RED SHIRT: Because Tomorrow May Never Come...
The Robot Bartender
A man walks into a bar that has a robot bartender.
The robot serves him a perfectly prepared cocktail, and then asks him, "What's your IQ?"
The man replies "150" and the robot proceeds to make conversation about quantum physics and the Hadron Collider, bio mimicry, environmental interconnectedness, string theory, nanotechnology, etc.
The customer is very impressed and thinks, "This is really cool!" He decides to test the robot.
He walks out of the bar, turns around, and comes back in for another drink. Again, the robot serves him the perfectly prepared drink and asks him, "What's your IQ?"
The man responds, "about 100." Immediately the robot starts talking, but this time, about football, NASCAR, baseball, supermodels, favorite fast foods, guns, etc.
Really impressed, the man leaves the bar and decides to give the robot one more test. He heads out and returns, the robot serves him and asks, "What's Your IQ?"
The man replies, "Er, 50, I think."
"So," the robot says, very slowly. "Have you already volunteered to help Sarah Palin's 2012 presidential campaign?"