Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Tabasco Chapstick

For the adventurous.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

for tweeeeter

the ability to "like" a tweet. you know, like fb. then you could look at the 100 most liked tweets of the day and junk like that. yay technology!

Sunday, March 28, 2010

a poster (100th post)

a info graphics poster of everything that has happened on lost so far that i can hang near a tv in case i forget things that have happened. i guess it's almost too late for this. so maybe it's just an info graphics poster of everything that happened on lost. this way we can never forget. never forget!

for facebook

an application or some silly thing that allows me to view facebook only in the form of photos. you know, view it in the way the name suggests.

a sandwich shop

that's named avocado's number because i think it's funny alright?! give me a break.

for the bathroom

a toilet that doubles as a scale. this way you can watch yourself lose weight.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

An alarm clock

that gently soothes you awake with the smell of a five-alarm fire.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

School cafeteria pizza restaurant.

It was the best, you'll agree. The square ones. It was good. Somebody once told me it was welfare pizza. Maybe. Anyway. It would rule and they would be a dollar a slice, and would come with the combo chicken nuggets/mashed potatoes to be turned into a stonehenge on your tray.

Cards that take pictures when you open them.

Like the ones that make sound, you open it and you see the look on your face when you look at this AMAZING CARD.

Co-credit Diana.

Another director's cut.

Or: Movie Remixes. Give another director a chance to look at a movie and make a better version of that movie. For funsies! Would be great if, on DVDs, they would let you re-edit the movie so you take out the parts you don't like or just be fancy, you know.

Fire extinguisher hose built into oven.

Like the water hose built into the sink, a thing that stops fire in close proximity to a place where fires start.

Great scenes in bad movies.

Bad movies aren't all bad, but they're worse when there's hope of something great in it. I want to do, I don't know, an art exhibit? A collectible DVD series? Of great scenes in bad movies. So you don't have to wade through the bad to get a spark of genius.

Resizable, slinky-like tables.

Bear with me. You know those dining tables that you can pull out and make bigger by, like, adding a piece? Same principle, only slinky-ized! The inner table part should be inside of the hollowed-out table so that it's easy to make as big or small as you need it to be. I could draw a picture, but that's work.

A car-key that finds your car.

Like a metal detector. Point it in the direction of your car and it'll tell you if'n you're hot or cold.

An alarm clock that you can only cut off with mathematics.

When your alarm clock goes off, it needs to stay on long enough for you to focus your mind and wake up. So answer a few small, intermediate math questions! Yay!

A washing machine that sends you a text when yo' clothes is done.

'Cause I forget.

Movie delivery with pizza delivery.

I like pizza *and* movies! Weird! When you order from Dominos/Pizza Hut/Pete's-A-Ria, they should have an assortment of what's hot out there in movie rentals. I'm looking at you, 'The Blind Side.'

I'm just really trying to do things that make sense here, folks. Blockbuster should've called me first.

A number that you can call that will make decisions for you.

In lieu of this service existing, please call me for restaurant considerations, to review bathroom tiling options, or a decision on what's-good-out.

(843) 496-8783.

The Pizza Truck.

Daytime in suburban neighborhoods have the ice cream truck. Night-time in college-folk area should have a pizza truck that rolls around with some nu-metal or perhaps alternative rock to get college-boy to rush from his penis explorations to buy a steaming hot slice of pizza out of a truck.

Co-credit Alex.

Recycle bins underneath the seat.

I've got an assortment of canned drinks, receipts, and McDonald's fry bags in my car. I feel like it would make sense and not be too terribly inconvenient if a trash bin were underneath the passenger seat, pull-out-drawer style. I don't think that would effect anything, really.

Car backseats designed for sleeping.

If you're upright on the side, you're putting your head in a tight corner, one side plastic. If you're in the middle, you drift. If you're laying down, you've got a seatbelt buckle in your abdominal. Let's start making sense here, friends.

A brand rivalry

between Smarties and Dum-Dums.



(Please be warned, I'm about to make a lot of posts for the sake of consolidating some shit. I do apologize.)