there are 3 posts from September 2005

September 19, 2005

automatic love

James Hong, infamous creator of HOTorNOT (seen last night in the Daily Show’s writer’s credit skit), appears to have done it again:  savemyass.com, “a personal assistant that keeps your girlfriend or wife happy by sending her flowers on your behalf, on a regular but semi-random basis.” 

The inspired feature is the Panic Button, where you can indicate to the system just how bad your situation is…the screenshot shows “she’s throwing things” as being pretty far to one end of the spectrum.

September 18, 2005

the rightful heir

I love the fact that CBS was able to slot Letterman for the Emmy tribute to Carson…but rue the fact that the director chose “good taste” over great entertainment by not cutting to a shot of Leno after Dave delivered that kickin’ Sophocles quote.

September 13, 2005

messages from your car

Update from the one to one future, courtesy of the Detroit Free Press:  GM’s OnStar will e-mail monthly maintenance updates to car owners.

The new service, called OnStar Vehicle Diagnostics, will be featured exclusively in vehicles made by General Motors Corp. It will automatically perform hundreds of diagnostic checks on key operating systems: the engine and transmission, antilock brakes, air bags and OnStar itself. The vehicle is automatically programmed to send the results through e-mail, along with maintenance reminders based on the vehicle’s odometer reading and remaining engine oil life.

Such a no-brainer, and a potentially very useful service for those among us who routinely let the oil engine light go on before remembering to actually change the oil.  It’ll be interesting to see how GM handles these messages, and what balance they strike between utility and marketing fluff.

(Of course, it would be great if they’d offer these via Atom or RSS so they can be syndicated on a blog, and have high-cost alerts (“You need a new transmission!”) automatically kick off a Drop Cash campaign to raise the appropriate funds.  But hey, that’s me.)