The first and only Time Traveller's Convention (because you only really need one) is coming to MIT on May 7, 2005. Time travellers from all eras are encouraged to travel back to that date as many times as they wish and share ideas from the future.

But time travel is impossible you say. Sure, NOW it is, but the convention organizers are looking for help in publicizing this event in ways that will be archival and accessible to people living in an era post the invention of a time travel device.

Read more about the convention here.

YBNBY will do it's best to spread the word. If you are reading this from the future, having found this post by searching the YBNBY archives via a powerful search function eternally powered by the disembodied brain of Scaramouch, but the above link is no longer working, try the Way Back Machine to find websites that have not survived the test of time.

(Previously on YBNBY: John Titor, Time Traveller)

Hotel Fox in Copenhagen, Denmark was created with the help of 21 international artists from the fields of graphic design, urban art and illustration. The gallery of rooms are the site is really fantastic.

Anyone see the 60 Minutes interview of Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell last night? At one point in the interview, Mike Wallace asked why they never married, and the response was:

It's not as if we didn't talk about it. We talked about it a lot," says Russell. "And the bottom line of it was, neither one us really cared. In that regard, Goldie and I don't have much truck with society. We live outside of society to a large degree." Adds Russell: "There's a lot about society I just don't give a shit about, and neither does she. We just don't care."

I'm sorry...that's awesome. And I can't tell you how often I've felt the same way.

As I watched the show, I went through the rolodex of all the other ironies/hypocrisies taking place today, and I was reminded of what George Carlin says when he gives his detached view of society...not taking part anymore, simply observing.

It's a big freak show. You gotta just enjoy it. That's my attitude. The human race is destroying itself slowly and it's wonderful to watch. It's being led by America, which has all the money and the power and the guns. We're all given a ticket to the American freak show the day we're born and some people, they put their ticket away. Me, I watch the show.

I just thought it was cool to see someone stating very plainly that they were much more focused on their own actions, rather than on how society would percieve them. And I have to agree with Kurt and Goldie on this one, as I spend so many hours trying to police my own hypocrisies (and there are plenty), I don't know where people find the time to worry so much about others.

Scara's right, I'm going to Vegas, but not til the weekend (my retirement plan hinges on the derby this Saturday). I was planning on just veging on my couch posting entries every day, but decided to take advantage of the city instead. Each day I'm gonna try doing one NYC thing I've never done, be it touristy (top of the Empire State) or otherwise.

Today was otherwise...bought a bike over the weekend, and took it for a test ride up to the George Washington Bridge. Hudson River Park goes up all the way, except for a few blocks in Harlem, and it was a great morning for a ride. By the way, they've done an awesome job on the park, it's become one of the gems of the city.

Here's the college-application-essay version of "Electron Bank Structure in Germanium, My Ass."

This has been floating around for about ten years, but it holds up.

An Exemplary College Application

My thanks to Monkeyfilter for providing a link to what must be the funniest undergraduate physics experiment write up I ever read. Man, I took Physics in high school, and this is SO the report I wanted to write up every damn time.

Electron Band Structure In Germanium, My Ass

There's a new handheld game machine on the streets of Singapore, which is touted variously as better than the PSP and a Gameboy in disguise. The truth is probably that's it's a cheap counterfeit.

I mention it only because the official website has a hilarious description of one of the pre-installed games:

Drifter Story Brief

According to the recording of history, there is an island named Gold Island on the Pacific Ocean, storing the enormous treasures. So the tramp drives the ship to seek the island alone. After long-term vagrancy, the tram found the island eventually. But they are facing various monsters and obstacles on the island.

With gameplay like that, how can you refuse?

IFM (Internation Fashion Machines) creates digital textiles that change color and patttern over times. They've also developed woven musical instruments and interactive table cloths.

Lauren Moriarty is an industrial designer who creates some very beautiful, simple objects from lazer-cut, hand finished neoprene. I am particularly fond of the lace panels.

My wife and I bought a house last fall. At the time, our neighbors all seemed very nice. But outside of a few frozen waves while shoveling, we've had little contact. Now it's spring, and we're all emerging from our shelters. Lots of occasions to say hello and chat. Only I don't know anybody's name.

In the absence of nametags or the balls to admit I'm clueless, there's this -- reversephonedirectory.com. For years I've used their Reverse Phone Lookup to identify curious callers, but just found this little tool. Enter a street address and learn who lives there. Sometimes, you only get the last name and first initial. In that case, you just have to do a little more Googling before finding out who "Chief," "Hoss," "Bree Van De Kamp" and "Mrs. Solis" really are.

Oh, I should warn you all that it may be a bit quieter this week as Jellio is in Vegas trying to refill the YBNBY venture capital coffers. I look to Aquaman to pick up the slack...

This morning, Adfreak muses on the disappearance of Constantine from American Idol, and raises the oft-discussed question of conspiracies and vote-rigging. But I actually think they come to the right conclusion in that the majority of the American public - battered and bleeding from living in a country where even the sight of a nipple is considered dangerous - are using their vote as an act of mass subversion, voting heavily for the worst candidate to make a mockery of the show.

It's not exactly what Johnny Rotten would have hoped for in terms of statements of Anarchy, but it does seem the most likely reason for Scott Savol's continued appearance, especially when viewed through the lens of a site such as Vote For The Worst

(Previously on YBNBY: Not Your Best Performance, Dawg)

Jennifer Wilbanks has had a rough week, what with the stress of the wedding and the fake kidnapping.

Send her a token of your support.

Jennifer Wilbanks' Bridal Registries:

Pottery Barn
Macy's
Williams-Sonoma

This seems to me to be the very definition of the karmic circle.

Google Will Eat Itself is a subversive web project which aims to eventually but Google with money generated via Adsense, Google's own advertising program. Each time someone clicks one of the Google text-ads, GWEI receives a micropayment, which will be invested in Google shares. In other words: Google will slowly be bought via its own advertisement-system! (Via Guerilla Innovation)