I’ll never forget that one scene in Terminator II where California’s governor cut off his hand to reveal a metallic skeleton (Man that’s a weird sentence to read).
The idea is starting to take shape though. Shadow Robot Company has just released a robotic hand for public consumption. They say it’s “the worlds most advanced Dexterous Hand.”
Now all we need to do is learn to put it under the skin and we can make real Terminators. Or, make them adamantium and we got Wolverine. Sorry, I love taking real science and seeing how close to sci-fi it gets us.

I LOVE phones. And gadgets, and computers, basically anything that comes with batteries or plugs in get me all warm, fuzzy, and some other emotions that we’ll avoid at this time. 


Last week quite a bit happened. E3 (the biggest video game conference) was held, and numerous nifty unveilings occurred. Nintendo and Sony gave announcements of new cool must have toys for the near future. Another huge occurrence last week was the Revenge of the Sith. Star Wars lives on, and with we have resurfaced kooky fans.
I’ve had fantasies about being able to blog from wherever I am. Blog from the bus, blog from the dentist office waiting room, and even blog at grandma’s house (where you know there is no internet much less a computer). So what, laptops have been around since I was in diapers, blog from a laptop at any of these locations you say? No sir, blog from your phone I say!
The war on internet piracy is about as dramatic as America’s ‘War On Drugs’. P2p filesharing is nothing new, but there’s constantly new spins to this concept. BitTorrent made a huge splash in the downloading pool for pirates. Produced as a “free speech tool” BitTorrent would rely on ‘trackers’. Web sites would host these trackers which were simply small files needed to download any specific file. These sites that host thousands of trackers are sought out and shut down by anti-pirate groups.

It’s been three weeks now and I’m feeling a bit serious about the Sirius satellite radio. I have found myself parking my car, turning off the engine, and leaving the radio running in order to finish the song, talk show, or even a comedy sketch. I’ve done this even when I’m late to my destination because I feel that being 2 mins earlier is not worth wondering what was the end of that Richard Pryor joke or how E! True Hollywood Stories Alyssa Milano ends.