Denver - The world's most sophisticated cyborg, which can grin with self-satisfaction or sneer in disdain, has at last been unveiled.

Packed with 24 small motors to manipulate the artificial skin of its face, the cyborg - called K-bot - has a pair of cameras in its eyes designed to analyse the facial expressions of the people it sees.

IOL : K-bot the sociable cyborg is wired to smile

] Make way for the ultimate high-rise project: the space
] elevator. Long viewed as science fiction "imagineering",
] researchers are gathering momentum in their pursuit to
] propel this uplifting concept into actuality.

Cyan blogged a recent article about this. I thought it was interested and dug this up. Its a little more detailed.

The Space Elevator Comes Closer to Reality

"We are living in affluence, so we don't expect anything special."

It's nice that the kids get the day off for President's Day.

North Koreans Celebrate Birthday of 'Dear Leader'

] PERTH is one of two spots in the world being considered
] for development of a space elevator, a new concept in
] space travel which it is claimed would make possible
] tourism on the Moon.
]
] A space elevator - an alternative to rockets and shuttles
] - would consist of a 100,000km ribbon of super-strong
] carbon-based material.

The West Australian

Scroll down a ways for the true story of where the One-Ring has ended up...

Frodo Fails...

Embrace file- sharing, or die

A record executive and his son make a formal case for freely downloading music. The gist: 50 million Americans can't be wrong.

Editor's note: John Snyder is president of Artist House Records, a board member of the National Association of Recording Arts and Sciences (NARAS), and a 32-time Grammy nominee. On Thursday night, he submitted the following paper to NARAS.

Salon.com Technology | Embrace file-sharing, or die

How To Fly Without ID

It's Easy If You Know How!

In the last two years, everyone flying on a commercial airline has stepped up to an airline's ticket counter and heard the agent recite a familiar litany. The monologue goes, "has your bag been unattended; have you accepted gifts from a stranger; can I see your identification please?" The traveler docilely murmurs answers, and produces a driver's license or some equivalent.

As a die-hard Constitutionalist, I believe that we still have an absolute, unfettered, God-given right to travel from point A to point B without permission from the state -- in the air, as well as on land. This Nazi procedure of "your papers, please" has never been appropriate for our country. I have had occasion to travel a good deal in the last several months, and on those trips I decided to research and test this issue about the necessity for producing identification. I have talked with agents, and their supervisors, of several major airlines in cities across America, and have gradually pieced together a rather complete picture of the real legal situation regarding our right to travel.

How to fly without ID!

St. Johns is a small Episcopal parish, a little gem of a church in a tough corner of the Mission District. For two decades, it has been a predominantly gay congregation that sees itself as "a community of faith welcoming all colors, cultures and sexual orientations."

But that has not stopped a bitter fight between the old pillars of the church and the Divine Rhythm Society, a group of mostly young and straight seekers with roots in the ecstasy-fueled rave scene in the late 1980s and early 1990s.

Fight over dances and drugs tearing S.F. church apart

] The Fish is BACK!, We've found a shipper who will handle
] it now! ... Maybe they cheated on you...maybe they ran
] over your cat... maybe they were just born that way! When
] "Thank You" cards won't do the trick, we've got you
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] For most, there is no crueler day of the calendar year
] than that of Valentine's Day. While a tiny fraction of
] the population can look forward to a holiday of wine and
] roses, poetry and song- the vast majority of us can
] anticipate a day of nausea and grimacing, trauma and
] grief. A day in which minutes seem like hours, and hours
] like days, as we reflect sorrowfully on yesteryear's
] romantic indignities, today's loneliness, and the
] unknowable but certain heartbreak that will be visited
] upon us repeatedly in the years to come.
]
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]
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