Buying and selling stuff online can be stressful, since you're always guarding against getting ripped off. Luckily, intermediaries like PayPal are in place to mediate disputes. Which apparently means having your antique violin smashed open to see if it's fake, then not compensating you in any way.
I'm finally jealous of the French. To promote the re-release of The Phantom Menace in THREE DEE, French fast food chain Quick is making a Darth Vader Burger complete with a black bun. A BLACK BUN. On a burger!
So you switched over to Facebook's new Timeline design and you don't like it, huh? That's too bad because you've entered into a covenant from which there is no escape. But for the less tech savvy, scammers have people believing there's a way back to what you once knew.
Once the darling of the photography world, long-time film maker Kodak is close to filing for bankruptcy, according to the WSJ.
In the lead-up to CES my inbox is flooded with literally hundreds of pitches every day. I swear, one out of five has been for an iSomething. None of them were from Apple. iNeed you to friggin' stop it.
There's a bug in Apple's iOS 5 that would allow anyone to look into your photos without using a password—users would only have to click on the camera button on your iPhone to access all the images.
Rejoice, brothers! File sharing is now an official religion in Sweden. For real. It took two years, but it's done: it's called the Missionary Church of Kopimism and has Ctrl+C and Ctrl+V as its sacred symbols.
If you're a member of the little green army, chances are you've either rooted your phone or tablet, or at the very least have thought about it. If you're one of the latter, it's time to take the plunge. And here are ten good reasons why you should do it today.
You won't be saving the world with Genius' new Ring Presenter, a sleeker, upgraded version of their Ring Mouse. But with a built-in laser and added PowerPoint functionality, you just might come to the rescue at your next corporate meeting.
Think back to your childhood, and the cartoons you liked to watch on a Saturday morning. Did they have hyperactive colour-bomb visuals, by any chance? Nefarious villains and gregarious heroes? How about squalling guitars on the soundtrack? If you've answered "yes" to any of the above, there's a strong chance you'll get a big kick out of Seal Force.
Off the top of my head there are quite a few applications I can think of for a remote, VR-controlled robot system, but petting a cat is probably not as high up on the list as it should be. Taylor Veltrop didn't have that issue and using Kinect; a Wiimote; a head mounted display; a treadmill (!), and a Nao robot, he concurred the distance and managed to brush his cat remotely.
A big five-fingered high-five to the British Heart Foundation, which has created one of the best ads I've ever clapped eyes on. Hiring hardman Vinnie Jones (crib-notes: Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels; Snatch; Swordfish) to front a CPR campaign urging people to pump in time to the Bee Gees' hit Stayin' Alive is one of the most hilarious, not to mention effective, commercials of history.
Anonymous is still waging war on German neo-Nazis and has taken to a WikiLeaks-esque data release tactic to renew its assault. It's launched the familiarly named Nazi-Leaks.net, which it's using to release customer data and contact details from a series of far-right newspapers; alleged donors to Germany's National Democratic Party, and neo-Nazi online stores.
Boiling an egg to a specific consistency is a more exacting science than finding the Higgs Boson. But drop the PiepEgg in your pot and you'll be guaranteed perfect results when you hear one of three classic rock tunes.
The tiny Roku box is just about as tiny as it can get — so Roku thinks it's time to ditch boxes altogether. This year, the next crop of streamers will plug right into your TV like a USB drive.
How do the people responsible for IE6 — a slow, buggy, security nightmare of a browser — observe IE6's demise? With commemorative T-shirts, of course. If only IE6 were as clever as the piece of clothing recognising its overdue drift into oblivion.
