First, I appologize for the annoying music in that video; it's the only thing I found that sort of shows what 4DX movies are all about. Basically, the 4DX movie experience is like Smell-O-Vison and Wind-O-Vision and Whatever-O-Vision they can put in a theater to make you feel like you're more a part of what's going on in the movie. Why does this matter? Because Iron Man 3 will be offered in 4DX in Japan...
Iron Man 3 will be shown starting April 26 in 4DX at a theater in Nagoya, central Japan, operated by the Korona World chain, which plans to screen 12 titles a year using the new format.
"Fourth dimension" effects utilized by the system include strobe lights and equipment in the ceiling that can drop bubbles down upon the audience (hollywood reporter)
Bubbles!? This sounds like the worst Iron Man movie ever...
Good piece on some local prostitution trends going on in tech-central Silicon Valley. I love how prostitutes are using those iPad credit swipers to take payments. The "world's oldest profession" seems to be utilizing technology better than most businesses.
The Bay Area's high wages and concentration of young guys with disposable income have made it a magnet for sex workers -- a broad term that can refer to a number of services, including sexual massage, prostitution, and escort and dominatrix work. "It seems like a lot of out-of-town providers come into town to work in the Valley," says "Karen," who charges $500 an hour and caters to the area's tech executives.(cnn)
If I were a prostitute, I would hope that I'd be one of these smart whores; not the walking down the street leaning in cars kind, but the using social media to prey on the rich socially-awkward tech geeks kind. As anyone my age who watched DuckTales knows "Work smarter, not harder."
The future is bright, my friends... well, at least for sex workers, and those who pay for sex.
You can follow me on Twitter even though I am not a prostitute @CoryUpdate
You may remember Psy for the annoying "Gangnam Style" pony dancing YouTube sensation. He's back with another completely random video for his song "Gentleman."
A couple things to note: the skinny guy in a suit is back; the new catchphrase will be "Damn, girl, you so freakin' sexy; and at 0:58 he "fastballs" a chick. Fastballing is the act of catching a fart in your hand and throwing it into someone's face.
It's funny; I was born and raised a Dodgers fan in the San Fernando Valley in Los Angeles County, and I lived in the city of San Francisco for about a decade, and I still work in and live a 25-minute ferry ride away from it, and since the first day I moved here one thing was very clear: San Francisco Giants fans have a deep-seeded hatred for the Los Angeles Dodgers and some even for the city of Los Angeles. I understand rivalries. But, to be honest, where the Giants-Dodgers' rivalry is real, the intensity that flows from North to South is not really returned, for the most part. People will bring up the beating of Bryan Stow, but from what I can tell that was a thug committing a heinous crime, not a product of rivalry.
And now, unfortunately for those in the Bay Area whose identities revolve around the "Beat L.A." mentality, that rivalry is almost completely one-sided - at least for the near future. As you can see in the video, the Padres' Carlos Quentin broke Dodger pitcher Zack Greinke's collarbone when he rushed the mound after being hit by a pitch. Maybe Greinke said something he shouldn't, but the hit was not intentional, and Quentin was already approaching the mound. I am not one to get emotionally wrapped up in "us vs. them," but I can't help hating the Padres right now. All I care about this season is that the Dodgers beat them. Is this how rivalry begins?
The California hate will just continue to flow from North to South, then to South again. If anything, Dodgers' fans might now at least pay attention to the commitment of disgust Giants' fans have for them, and learn from it in order to properly punish the Padres in their own minds. Or, more likely, Los Angelinos will continue their indifference to others. Whatever the case, the games this season between the Dodgers and the Padres should have a sense of tension that may make cable networks air the games so this humble Dodgers' fan will be able to watch more games from his couch.
If you think I'm being harsh about Giants' fans, on top of the stadium-wide chants of "Beat L.A." even when they're not playing L.A (at the World Baseball Classic they chanted "Beat L.A." just because one of the Dominican Republic players was on the Dodgers), here's an example: I was at a bar in North Beach early one Saturday watching Premier League (go Arsenal!) soccer and drinking some beer. After the game a rather drunken young man started speaking with us and somehow the Dodgers got brought up, and he immediately slurred, "I pissed on the stadium." Uh, what? Then he said, very proudly, "Yeah, saw a game there and I pissed on the outside of the stadium, just so I could say I pissed on the Dodgers." He was so impressed with himself, so proud. So weird...
This video is a few years old, but I've never seen it, and whatever, it's a dude talking about taking a dump in space. It's only relevant because there's a transcript of some Apollo mission going around the internet where they talk about poop floating around in space...
"A 500-page-plus transcript of the declassified mission log records tons of routine conversations among the mission's three astronauts: commander Tom Stafford, lunar module pilot Gene Cernan and command module pilot John Young. But six days into the eight-day mission, around page 414, an emergency pops up:
"Give me a napkin, quick," Stafford says. "There's a turd floating through the air."
"I didn't do it," Young says. "It ain't one of mine."
"I don't think it's one of mine," Cernan says.
"Mine was a little more sticky than that," Stafford replies. "Throw that away."" (msnbc)
Why don't they just wear diapers like when they're on long space walks; it would seem to me that cleaning up after going in a diaper would be easier than dealing with floating poop. But I'm not a rocket-scientist, so what do I know...
It reminds me of when Lex and I went on a fly-along on an old WWII bomber. The other media-heads were asking about some historical whatevers, and all I could think of, and the only question I asked was, "How did they go to the bathroom?"
Towards the front of the plane is a thin tube that goes straight outside the plane where the men would urinate (when the gunner wasn't in the Ball Turret under the plane, I asked). Of course, as a trained journalist I immediately followed up with, "How did they poop?" In general, they didn't poop; the missions were long, but not that long. Though, there were obviously times when someone couldn't hold it. Apparently, they would use whatever box happened to be handy, and then place the box with the bombs so that when they dropped the bombs, they also dropped Bombs...