It's getting weird outside. Bands of shuffling internet junkies roam the streets aimlessly. Wide, sad eyes seeking out any trace of what they have lost. They devour anything they think can provide the fix they crave.
If you've been following the news or if you're one of those unfortunate people who have to work with computers for a living, you'll probably have heard by now that the Internet is running out of space. But not, as you might expect, due to petabytes of pornographic images of fatties. No, it's actually running out of IP addresses ...
When the great crash happened it was nothing like we feared. There was no panic. No tears. Mostly there were just slammed fists and swearing. The internet was down, and hitting refresh didn't work.
Four more satirists who had to take crap from people who quite simply missed the point.
A few weeks ago Google unveiled a prototype of a new Chrome based netbook to the world. Truly a computer for the Internet age, several interesting design choices were made with this netbook, including the decision to remove the Caps Lock key.
I became a junior member of the rice rocket club and I'm dealing with my guilt by pointing out much more ridiculous rice rockets in a desperate bid to prove I'm still cool.
>Earlier this week it was announced that, for the first time ever, the iPhone would be supported by a network other than AT&T - specifically Verizon.
Hollywood portrays hackers as superpowered math geniuses who can intimidate computers into giving them whatever they want through intense keyboard mashing. But in reality, it's so much easier. And that's because computers are secure, and never will be.
As we've pointed out before, the gaming industry is out of ideas, and the modern war FPS is probably the best place to go for proof. To truly get a handle on the system while making us all billionaires, we figured out the formula behind the game development process. It wasn't that hard, actually.
Everybody is a comedian these days, and the internet has given them a stage. Maybe the best example is Amazon.com. It's very simple: anybody can write a review, on any product, whether they have bought it or not. So it's just a matter of finding a baffling/ridiculous/useless product and watching the internet's sarcasm run wild.
Invent the next great innovation in transportation technology, and you'll be living in a house made of platinum. The problem, of course, is that your innovation has to actually, you know, work.
Some ancient weapons were literally centuries ahead of their time yet wound up in the trash when society decided they were simply too awesome for their time.