Orbitz Registry

Instead of buying gifts, you pay to send friends who are insanely far away to the event.

Japanese Capsule Hotels At The Airport

I had a five-hour layover after sleeping three hours and before a seven hour flight.

Parachutes on Commercial Planes

In the array of flotation devices and masks and the like to "save my life" (yeah, right) in a plane crash, there was no parachute, a thing that actually could save my life. Am I missing something?

Text Messages to 911

If you're, say, hiding in a closet in your house while a murderer is stalking your halls, wouldn't it be nice to not have to actually speak to the 911 operator to tell them to come save you from the man with a big knife who just heard you because they made you say your address and now you're dead.

Measuring Tape Tape

Might take a little math, obviously, since it won't always start at zero, but I hate dealing with the measuring tape bending/retracting.

A Site

like Twitter, except instead of having status updates, people put what they ate/are eating/are going to eat for lunch.

Speaking of Passwords,

Wouldn't it be nice if all things worked like this blog, where when you're signed into your email/gmail, it knows, and that serves as your password, rather than having to remember eight hundred passwords for Amazon and Netflix and Home Again and the like. Think about what usually happens—you click the "I can't remember my password" button, and they email it to you. But if you're already in your email...
Also, to Elmer's point, then you'd have more privacy than having your computer remember passwords for everything.

Some Kind of Technology for Dumb Phones

where I can send an email to someone's phone number as a text, from my gmail. And I can receive them (I don't have email on my phone.) I fucking hate typing text messages.

Smart Random on iTunes

You know how you can rate songs with stars? It would be nice if iTunes compiled the ratings on a network, so when I take 12G of random music off of someone's hard drive, it will play me the good songs. I guess this might have to be done by a third-party, since they probably want me to have bought all that music.

Trail Mix With No Raisins

I feel guilty wasting them.

A Cliche Avoider

You type in the cliche, you get back a lot of other ways to say the same thing.

I need this. Right now.

P.S. I know I spelled cliche wrong. I don't know how to get the accent on the Internet. Sorry.

Shades for Lightbulbs,

instead of permanent fixtures. Allow me to explain. We have these three light fixtures in our living room. They look like old peoples' toenails, and (this doesn't need to be said) are quite unattractive. I took the glass, toenail part off of one of them, and now it's just an exposed bulb. I think a place like Ikea should make little slide-on fixtures for exposed bulbs. I would buy these.

GPS for San Francisco Cab Drivers

I don't pay forty dollars to explain to you how to get to my apartment.
I know I live in Berkeley and am therefore out of your area. But.

If you had a GPS, you could just type in my address.

A Spider Locator

You know when there a silver-dollar sized spider in your house, and it lives in a corner on the ceiling for a long time, and you're afraid to try and get it out of your bedroom because you don't want to have to get near it, so you just let it live, and then one morning it's gone, and probably in your bed?

It would be nice if there was a gadget for this. Like a metal detector.
Except instead of detecting metal, it detects scariness.

*UPDATE*

The spider just found me. Now, I wouldn't just decide to randomly kill it, but it invaded my personal radius by hiding under a piece of paper right next to my bed. I had suspected it bit me last night, as I woke up with a bite on my face, and now I'm pretty positive it did. So, I dropped a Harry Potter on it. Sorry spider, but you fucking bit me.

A Facebook/LinkedIn Type Thing for Hair Dressers

And masseurs, estheticians, and all of those people. Actually, this would be great for doctors, too.

Whenever they leave a job (or get fired), the places where they used to work absolutely will not tell you where they went, I guess out of spite. It's annoying when you find someone you really like and then you "lose" them.

San Francisco-Specific Post

Can the little ticket machines for BART please print out how much money I have left onto the ticket? (This could also apply to all subway systems everywhere.)

I keep confusing my twenty-dollar tickets with my fifty cent tickets. Thank you.

Fat-free Nutella.

That's all.

Shampoo and Conditioner

with sunscreen in it, so you don't burn your scalp. Yes, please.

I have been away. I am sorry.

While I was on the plane to San Francisco, something occurred to me. I always get the window seat so I have something to lean on when I attempt to nap (although I never seem to be able to). Wouldn't it be great, if, instead of hard, plasticky walls, the walls were cushioned? Well, I think that would be great. Then they could get rid of those miniature pillows.

This is a bit borrowed from something

that Nien may remember, but I was sitting alone in Taco Bell today thinking, wouldn't it be nice if there was a big "social" table where people who are alone can sit together. There was this friendly-looking guy that was also eating by himself and I got to thinking about how silly it was that we were both sitting alone. Of course, there was also a creepy old man that wouldn't stop staring at me, so maybe not.