Is anyone else reminded of the Ray Bradbury story (anthologized in "The Martian Chronicles") about the fully-automated "smart" house whose human inhabitants have all been incinerated in a nuclear holocaust? This dog, though, seems to fare better than the one in the story... for now. Is there a machine that will feed it?
Its gotta be a toy! Toss the ball in the air and try to catch it in the hole. Or else bat it to someone with another of these, trying to hit their hole.
Sylvain was close. It's used on a target range. It's a paddle that's held up in front of a target to show where the last shots fired hit. At least that's what we used them for in the Army.
That's one of the Mesmer's murderous hypnotic dazzle-truncheons. This one was thought to be lost when Mesmer's malicious minions were defeated atop the Chase Manhattan HQ in New York some 6 summers back. I thought this one was lost when the Spellbinding Spook lost his balance in the fray and fell 60 sickening stories to the asphalt below. This is the one he held in his right hand; the one for his left hand is in my Trophy Grotto deep under the East Pole in the Himalayas.
It's about 36 inches long and it is surprisingly heavy, weighing 18 pounds. I'd like to have it to complete my souvenir collection of my daring exploits, so if you're the owner, please email me of fire a Hercules flare on a clear night no matter where you live (don't worry, the autosentries on the Sattelite of Secrecy will see it) and I'll make a generous offer to you.
That should be OR fire a Hercules flare, not OF fire a flare. Nano machines were battling me for control of my K-Pro keyboard, so although it is a typo it is not a mistake. I do not make mistakes.
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Kinda sad.
For all those Mai Otome fans.
I've been laughing at some of the "creative" guesses here, my favorite is the fabric harmonizer!
It's about 36 inches long and it is surprisingly heavy, weighing 18 pounds. I'd like to have it to complete my souvenir collection of my daring exploits, so if you're the owner, please email me of fire a Hercules flare on a clear night no matter where you live (don't worry, the autosentries on the Sattelite of Secrecy will see it) and I'll make a generous offer to you.
Dr. H.
Dr. H.
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I suppose Mark (#14) is the earliest to guess the function (before the answer was posted).