I'm soooo psyched about futurama coming out again...
oh yeah, and I had a silly idea for a setting in futurama:
The new power plant: Static electricity.
They have this vat of balloons blown up, and empty a dumptruck full of cats into it.
Another part they'd have people scootching across the floor in their socks and touching a doorknob.
Another part they'd just have dryers running and the static cling power being harnassed.
I was playing comp games with a friend today when he zapped his keyboard on 5 seperate occasions glitching his mouse... There is alot of untamed power in static electricity, if only we'd realize the potential.
Nope - That was _Atlas Shrugged_. _The Fountainhead_ was about architecture.
(Actually, both books are about the same things. It would be more accurate to say that the static electricity engine was featured as a *plot device* in _Atlas Shrugged_ and architecture was featured as a *plot device* in _The Fountainhead_.)
"I swear by my life, and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine."
"John Galt is Prometheus who changed his mind. After centuries of being torn by vultures in payment for having brought to man the fire of the Gods, he broke his chains and withdrew his fire - until that day when Man withdraws the vultures."
Ayn Rand, _Atlas Shrugged_
obFuturama:
My favorite episode so far is probably "My Three Suns."
Fry: Now that you mention it, I do have trouble breathing
underwater sometimes. I'll take the gills.
Shady Guy: Yes, gills ... then you don't need lungs anymore.
Is right?
Fry: Can't imagine why I would.
Shady Guy: Lie down on table. I take lungs now ... gills come next
week.
Amy: Bender, is this salt water? Bender: It's salt with water in it, if that's what you mean. Fry: My vision's fading. I think I'm gonna die! Bender: There was nothing wrong with that food. The salt level was 10% less than a lethal dose.
Leela: So, after I specifically asked you not to touch anything, you
drank a bottle of strange, blue liquid? It could've been
poisonous acid!
Fry: It could've been, but chances were equally good it was an
emperor.
Leela: Look at all these guys! Do you have any idea what the average
length of their reigns was?
Fry: Uh ... 80,000 years?
Leela: No. One week!
Fry: Damn, I knew you wouldn't have asked unless it was really high
or really low.
Leela: You're in tremendous danger, you idiot! Half these emperors were drunk at their own coronation. Fry: Hey, I plan on having a few brewskis myself.