Logan took this picture as we left the beach in Sarasota. Obviously the automobile sculpture is a form of art. I don’t know any more about it.
Interesting
Trolley dance
A dance film made with trolleys and the Gold group in Darlington uk. Tried to take something everyday and make something otherwordly from it. Hope you enjoy the trolleys are from Sainsburys and the project was managed and commsioned by darlington Borough council with funding from Northern Film and Media.
Thanks Anton
Robot snowplow eats up snow and poops out bricks
Meet Yuki-taro, a self-guided, GPS and camera equipped robot snowplow that somehow manages to look as cute as Pokemon’s Pikachu – this is Japan, after all!
Snow? In Japan? Yes indeed, and not just on top of Mount Fuji. Some parts of northern Japan can receive a surprising amount of snow in wintertime, enough to block roads and isolate people living in mountain villages. Elderly people in particular are at risk in these areas, both from being shut-in and from trying to shovel all the snow. That’s where “Yuki-taro, the friendly snowbot”, comes in!
Yuki-taro takes in snow at the front, squeezes it into rectangular bricks, and excretes said bricks out the back. Try teaching your dog to do that! The bricks can be easily stacked and stored for summer cooling needs – unless those pesky neighborhood kids get at them first!
Turn a door into a ping-pong table
From Gizmodo:
It’s not that we have any particular dislike for doors, it’s just that, growing up in a barn, we never had any use for them. But with our current Balls-of-Fury-infused obsession, the Ping-Pong door is enough to change our minds. Housing a Ping-Pong table within an internal frame, the door…unfolds…for a quick match. It’s a clever, efficient use of space for those who don’t require a full-size table to get their Forrest Gump on.
Oh—just a minor caveat. One side of the door has to be bright green. We suggest not telling your duplex neighbor before installation. The doortable is set to go on sale next year. And we’ll be the first to let you know after we preorder. [product via yanko via scifitech]
The visit
It was a busy morning, approximately 8.30 am, when an elderly gentleman in his 80s arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9.00 am.
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, and got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation. I asked him if he had a doctor’s appointment this morning as he was in such a hurry.
The gentleman told me no, he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while, and that she was a victim of Alzheimer’s Disease.
As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if she would be worried if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him, “And you still go every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are ?”
He smiled as he patted my hand and said,
“She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is.”