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As a public service: Custom Raygun Roundup
I won’t be able to persuade my wife that I need one of the Weta ones, so I may have to begin building my own. I’m not sure how I’ll explain to my daughter why even though I won’t let her have war toys it’s ok for me to make these… Hmmm. More thought is required. But meanwhile, behold!
- Dr. Grordbort’s Infallible Aether Oscillators & Other Marvelous Contraptions, Featuring Ray Guns (Don’t miss the Promotional Transmission)
- Lockwasher’s rayguns (intergalactic self-defense mechanisms)
- Clayton Bailey’s Ray Gun Gallery
- The Art of Greg Brotherton [includes some rayguns]
- Rayguns made from cameras
- Miscellaneous Works in Titanium [includes a couple of rayguns]
- Rayguns R Us
- Squidge-Pa’s rayguns
- 80grit Blasters
- Hand-blown glass rayguns
HTML Email is (Still) Evil
Hear! Hear! As someone who is often called upon to create and send it or build tools to create and send it, I wish all my customers would read and absorb this: HTML Email is Still Evil
No commentsArchigami
I call it ‘archigami,’ although as near as I can tell, no one else does.
The originator of this art form, an architecture professor named Chatani Masahiro (茶谷正洋), calls it “Origamic Architecture,” but I’m a bit contrary. But who cares what it’s called? Check out some of it! There are several approaches to it, including one that involves the creation of multi-piece pop-up structures that emerge when their enfolding panels are opened 180 degrees, but my favorites Read more
1 commentBoy of Skull
Again, I blame the toys. I’m afraid that all of the things I make recently have been small, cute/creepy, and chock-full-o’neoteny.
Urban Vinyl
Like I need another hobby. And yet, it found me. The strange and marvelous world of urban vinyl/designer toys has grasped me by the uvula and won’t let go. I’ve never really succumbed to the Collector Ailment, and I’ve long suspected that I lack the defective gene, but we shall see. Two Knucklebear Qees, two Fire Water Bunnies, Two Funny Club DIYs, and miscellaneous others have not slaked my thirst for these splendid little things. The best of them are intoxicating dollops of brilliant design, postmodern polychromed micro-idols to a pantheon of hipster artists. I fear I am lost.
Monkeys?
I keep coming up against the widely held belief that Web design can be done by monkeys. Aside from bruising the egos of folks like me, this has an unfortunate corollary: if you have something that needs doing that’s appropriate for a monkey to do, make the Web designer do it.
