
Johnny Depp

Catherine Zeta-Jones
Bruce Willis

Cameron Diaz

Arnold Schwarzenegger
A good place to kill time while your porn is downloading.




10. TIVO SERIES1, 1999
Like FedEx, Velcro, and Google, TiVo has joined that rare echelon of companies with names that have become synonymous with their industry. Today, we "tivo" instead of "tape," and 2 million TiVo enthusiasts have forgotten what TV commercials look like. Early TiVo units — manufactured by Philips, Sony, and others — were exorbitantly expensive (10 hours of recording cost $500), but competition with fellow upstart ReplayTV has steadily driven prices down. Now imagine what the world might be like had the product gone with its original name: "Teleworld."
9. ATARI 2600, 1977
We've got two words to describe the majesty of this device: Yar's Revenge.
8. DIAMOND MULTIMEDIA RIO 300, 1998
It seems like a lifetime ago, but it was just 1998 when Diamond Multimedia released the first portable flash MP3 player, prompting a lawsuit from the record industry claiming that any MP3 player facilitated piracy. It might have sported a paltry 32MB of memory, but the Rio 300 was the first shot in the digital music revolution.
7. U.S. ROBOTICS PILOT 1000, 1996
A string of companies tried to create handheld, pen-centric computers throughout the early 1990s, mostly to no avail. (Remember Zoomer? Neither does anyone else.) The Pilot 1000 was the first one to hit the sweet spot, and in so doing, it showed how successful simplicity and reliability could be. Despite successive name changes, many people still call their handhelds "Pilots" — a testament to the power a single product had to create an entire industry.
6. CASIO QV-10 DIGITAL CAMERA, 1996
Milestones in the digital camera world are astonishingly difficult to nail down. In the early 1990s, major camera manufacturers began tinkering with digital for the professional market. The first amateur digicams were notoriously bad, and it wasn't until Casio's QV-10 that consumers really thought they could give this digital business a go. The QV-10 could store up to 96 images with a resolution of up to 76,800 pixels on its 2MB of flash RAM, and offered a wacky newfangled LCD screen so that you could preview your pictures, which you could output to either your 486 or TV. All this for just $995! Pricey, but the QV-10 looked cool, worked reasonably well, and didn't have to be sent back to Casio for servicing that often. Digicams would be plagued with bugs and high prices for years to come, but the QV-10 really opened the door for digital cameras as a whole.
5. CDI MECHANICAL MOUSE MODEL 4-101, 1970
Though the mouse was invented by Douglas Engelbart in 1965, it took a good five years for the idea to catch on. Computer Displays made the mouse marketable with its three-button Mechanical Mouse 4-101.
4. MOTOROLA STARTAC, 1996
Before the StarTAC, cell phones had become fashionable with teenagers and the belt-clip set, but it wasn't until this 3.1-ounce flip phone that people started to see the promise of a handset that could genuinely fit into your pocket. Far smaller than any phone that preceded it, the StarTAC was the ultimate status symbol of the late '90s and perhaps the best example of "geek chic" ever to exist. But most important, the StarTAC ushered in the wave of miniaturized phones, one that's still rolling today.
3. SONY WALKMAN, 1979
We're not saying the iPod isn't one of the coolest devices ever made, but Apple's little music monster would never have been possible without Sony's groundbreaking Walkman. The brainchild of Sony cofounders Masaru Ibuka, Akio Morita, and Norio Ohga, this portable cassette tape player made the dream of a mobile music collection a generation-changing reality and put Sony in the technological catbird seat.
2. ZENITH SPACE COMMAND TV REMOTE CONTROL, 1956
Remember having to get up off the couch to change the channel on the TV by hand? Of course you don't, thanks to Robert Adler's stunning breakthrough, the wireless remote control. Zenith had been meddling with remotes since 1950; its Lazy Bones remote (no, seriously, that's what it was called) simply ran to the TV with a wire. The first wireless remote came in 1955: The Flash-matic was basically a flashlight you shined at one of the TV's four corners, depending on whether you wanted to change the channel up or down. The problem: On sunny days, the TV would change channels by itself. In 1956, Adler had a better idea: Use ultrasonic sound to control the TV. His Space Command remote had four buttons that, when pressed, struck an aluminum rod located inside the unit. A receiver in the TV detected the sound, and depending on the pitch, changed channels or muted the volume. No batteries required. Various forms of ultrasonic technology were the standard all the way until the 1980s, when infrared took over.
1. APPLE POWERBOOK 100, 1991
Never mind the Apple versus PC debate: Until Apple unveiled this 5.1-pound machine, most "portable" computers were curiosities for technophiles with superior upper-body strength. But the PowerBook 100's greatest and most lasting innovation was to move the keyboard toward the screen, leaving natural wrist rests up front, as well as providing an obvious place for a trackball. It seems like the natural layout now, but that's because the entire industry aped Apple within months. The first PowerBooks captured an astounding 40 percent of the market, but more important, they turned notebook computers into mainstream products and ushered in the era of mobile computing that we're still living in today.
(from Mobile Magazine)
(from mingthemerciless.com)
In the beginning God created City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly's Gold.
And City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly's Gold was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly's Gold. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly's Gold.
And God said, Let there be Jack Palance: and there was Jack Palance.
And God saw Jack Palance, that it was good: and God divided the Jack from the Palance.
And God called the Jack Duke, and the Palance he called Washburn. And the Jack and the Palance were Duke Washburn.
And God said, Let Duke Washburn be the brother of Curly, who died in the first movie.
And in City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly's Gold Billy Crystal went in search of Curly's gold, or something. I didn't see it. It looked shit.
I mean, it's such an annoying premise, bringing back Jack Palance.
And can you believe he won an Oscar for the first one?
It's just like Arthur II: On the rocks. They brought John Gielgud back for that one, even though he also died in the first movie.
And HE won an Oscar as well. Can you believe that?
"The Dukes of Hazzard" is a prime example of a sad Hollywood habit: taking a popular -- but rather dumb -- TV show and turning it into a totally stupid and meaningless film.
This flick is a car wreck with boobs.
Now, let me just say, if your idea of a good film is a nearly naked Jessica Simpson and completely over-the-top chase scenes, then this movie is for you.
If, however, you're not a teenage boy with raging hormones -- and you like films with an actual plot (instead of walking and talking clichés) -- this movie may put you into a coma. The storyline is so dumb and predictable it wouldn't have even made the grade for an episode of the original TV series.
Blogger's Note: Sadly, I'm certain this movie will still have a big opening weekend. Stupid people are easy to fool and every redneck in the country will load the kids in the back of the pickup truck, put on their cleanest NASCAR t-shirt and head for the theatre in town. You know, make a day of it. Maybe grab dinner at the Wal-Mart snack bar afterwards. What's even sadder is the fact that they'll all leave the movie thinking it was the greatest film they've seen all year.



But don't worry, you're in good company. They also hate Mickey Mouse, Paris Hilton and -- as of May 30 -- the Ford Motor Company. I always feel a little warm and fuzzy when I wake up to the news that yet another set of unlikely allies have been brought together by little more than some crackpot's belief that people like me deserve no rights. And people say that marriage equality will destroy society! I think we've done everything short of buying the world a Coke.
Last I checked, no one was boycotting Coke for not hating gays -- just Ford, which includes everything from the utilitarian Ford Taurus to the perky, topless Mazda Miata to the classic Aston Martin, aka the Bondmobile. According to the cultural diktats over at the American Family Association, Ford committed the unforgivable sin of giving grants to gay groups, having inclusive hiring and benefits policies and (my personal favorite) "forcing managers to attend diversity training on how to promote the acceptance of homosexuality." I'd hate to hear about how Ford probably forced employees to attend trainings on how not to sexually harass each other, too. Bastards!
This boycott comes just after the AFA -- the bully pulpit for preachers of hate Don and Tim Wildmon -- finally gave up the ghost of their nine-year ban on Disney. Because apparently they managed to successfully strip that company of all its pink fringes. But the AFA knows what some on the left have yet to fully parse: Boycotting a major company because you don't all want to beat up the same kid at recess is less likely to hurt the bottom line than it is to garner a few headlines. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
Except, of course, when the whole point is just to sustain their crusade of hate. And in this world of brand-name smackdowns, it makes sense that the next battle of our uncivil war is upon us. Instead of arguing over whether we've all become slaves to Ikea -- as Ed Norton in "Fight Club" said, we are not our fucking khakis -- the debate now comes down to who shops where. Are you a Red State Wal-Mart shopper or a Blue State Costco devotee? Amazon.com or Powells.com? Silver Ring Thing or SpongeBob SquarePants? No children's toy is safe from scrutiny, and no adult can escape the inane, humorless rhetoric.
Even when you hide out in generic chic, like the rapidly proliferating American Apparel, you're probably not safe, given their cheeky embrace of amateur porn-like adverts. So what's a socially conscious 21st century citizen to do? I'm not going to say you have to take sides, except: Take sides. They hate us. Hate us. It's not a pleasant thing to wake up to, or go to bed to, but ignoring it makes us both vulnerable and stupid.
I'm not suggesting you run right out and buy a Ford (though those new Jaguar X5s make me drool), but take a cue from the small band of Internet activists who made enough noise in a few weeks to make Microsoft do another double-take and remember they're pro-gay. Make some noise. Write a letter to your local paper. Call your neighborhood Ford dealer to thank their staff -- who are far less used to handling zaps by wingnuts than, say, Hillary Clinton's reps -- and let them know that you're gay and you appreciate them not capitulating to the ridiculous threats of bigots.
Ford HQ issued a brief statement reaffirming their shocking values of "inclusion of different people with different perspectives," regardless of sexual orientation, and thanked the rest of the auto industry for not leaving them out there on their own on this matter. They've also been busy giving interviews in which no amount of prodding can get them to back away from their pro-gay support -- all very encouraging. AFA "suspended" the Ford boycott within a week, seeming cowed by public outrage and placated by nervous dealership owners, who basically said that some of their staff does, in fact, hate gays too, so why should they be punished? Ford reps said they would "welcome a dialogue" with AFA.
For my money, the gold standard in major corporate resistance to hatred was set by Kraft Foods Inc., a Gay Games sponsor -- and thus a predictable right-wing target -- in an e-mail to employees posted to the political blog DailyKos: "While Kraft certainly doesn't go looking for controversy, we have long been dedicated to support the concept and the reality of diversity ? We respect diversity of ethnicity, gender, experience, background, personal style and yes, sexual orientation and gender identity."
Wow. Inclusion and a touch of sarcasm. I think I'm in love. And they even protect my personal style, whatever that is. The real kicker for me, though, is how the e-mail ends, because some days I need to be reminded, just like everyone else, that there are people who don't hate us, who understand that these business-page bitchslaps are in fact part of a much larger, much longer-lasting cultural war. Concluded Kraft executive vice president (and my new boyfriend) Marc Firestone: "It's easy to say you support a concept or a principle when nobody objects. The real test of commitment is how one reacts when there are those who disagree."
In a time when our elected officials are far too often ready and willing to capitulate to the wackos who funded their campaigns, the steadfast support of all-American emblems such as Kraft and Ford in the face of an all-out PR attack is a serious coup for our team -- and a sign of the desperate measures to which those blinded by hate must stoop.
So who gives a damn if the AFA hates us? We must be doing something right.
Blogger's Note: I think my Focus deserves a trip through the car wash today.
And on a related topic...
The Top 10 Gay Cars Of 2005
Chevrolet Cobalt (Best Cheap Date Of A Car)
Mazda 6 (Best "Family" Car)
Toyota Tacoma (Best Queen-sized Bed)
Ford Mustang GT Convertible (Best Blow-dry-your-hair-while-you-drive Car)
Mercedes-Benz CLS500 (Best Car For Queers With Cash)
Mercedes-Benz C230 Sport Sedan (Best Car For Climbing The Corporate Ladder)
Porche 911 (Best Thrill Ride)
Honda Accord Hybrid (Best Green Machine)
Jeep Grand Cherokee (Best SUV)
Mercedes-Benz M-Class (Best Lux-U-V)