Monday, May 29, 2017

Crashing, yes. Flying? Not So Much...

There are over a dozen companies currently working on flying cars. There are a lot of bad ideas that come to mind when I think of inventions but this one is definitely in the top three.

We can't trust people to focus on driving on the ground without using their cell phones, applying makeup, making french fries, drinking coffee, texting, catching the latest episode of Breaking Bad etc. How are we going to trust people to travel at a faster speed and in 3 dimensions?

All I'll say is this...high-speed police chase.







Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Seriously?

From: Reuters, Wednesday, May 17, 2017...





Conversations with some officials who have briefed Trump and others who are aware of how he absorbs information portray a president with a short attention span.


He likes single-page memos and visual aids like maps, charts, graphs, and photos.


National Security Council officials have strategically included Trump's name in "as many paragraphs as we can because he keeps reading if he's mentioned," according to one source, who relayed conversations he had with NSC officials. 


Trump likes to look at a map of the country involved when he learns about a topic.



Oh my God.



Make Mine Marvel!

The Letter...


And my witty response...






The "President"


“The President” ready to start his day at the White House… 


"I'm a big boy"!



8:15am
Mike: “Donald, I'm pretty sure the Spice Network isn’t around anymore”.
Trump: “It has to be, they told me I get the premium channels”.
Mike: “Uh, ok”. Your 8:30 is about to start, better get going”.
Trump: “Dammit, I wanted to see the boobies”.



8:24am
Hello? I can’t open this door! I keep pushing but it won’t open! Hello?



8:48am
An elevator? How many floors does this place have?



9:09 am
“What room is this”? 



9:31am
“Maybe it’s down these stairs”?




9:57am
“Dammit, why didn't they give me a map like when I went to Disneyland?



10:16 am
“Maybe this is it”?



12:21pm
Wait, wasn’t I just here? Was I going up or coming down”?



4:13pm
"It feels like I've been walking for hours, 
I hope they didn't have the meeting without me”.



7:29pm
“Fuck! this is the room I started in….well, I’ll try it again tomorrow”.




Reality Check...

I was watching a HouseHunters marathon today and I noticed something, the setup is the same…they introduce a new couple and ask what they do and what their budget is…sometimes the budget is just super-crazy but not as super-crazy as the occupations of some of these nuts…





Husband: I'm a freelance fish rotator.
Wife: I'm a marketing coordinator.
Husband: Our budget is $880,000.


Husband: I chase cats around the local park.
Wife: I run a charity for fishermen who have holes in their nets.
Wife: Our budget is $17.3 Million Dollars.


Husband: I go to people's homes and push string under doors to see who notices.
Wife: I’m an investigator who helps people find their missing keys.
Husband: Our budget is $168,000.


Wife: I use sound and chi manipulation to help people heal from terrible injuries.
Husband: And I’m an idiot for marrying her.
Husband: Our budget is $13,016.


Husband: I chase after people who leave food on their table in McDonalds.
Wife: I put tiny tags on clothes in Walmart.
Wife: Our budget is $189,000.


Husband: I'm the President of the United States.
Wife: I'm a vapid brain-dead ex-model who considers reading magazines a hobby.
Husband: Our budget is whatever we can steal from the American People.


Wife: I reassemble Post-It Notepads from ones I find in the trash.
Husband: I teach a class in chicken telepathy.
Wife: Our budget is $22,989.


Husband: I open pudding cups for elderly skittish shut-ins.
Husband: I translate soup can labels into Klingon.
Husband: Our budget is $3 million dollars.


Wife: I take the little bits of cotton off of q-tips.
Husband: I work for a company that writes life insurance policies for turtles.
Husband: Our budget is $300,900.


Wife: I own a company that sells juice cleanses and shitty food to stupid people.
Wife: I stand in the kitchen flicking the lights on and off.
Wife: Our budget is $49.




Say what?