Go into cryogenic storage with the machinery set to revive you once the snow is gone. Elapsed subjective time to melt snow from the entire landscape: two minutes. Possible side effects: frostbite, dementia, death. It might be worth it.
Okay, there's the million-dollar idea: 1. invisible ink inkjet printer cartridges. (Home tinkerers can flush and fill their own.) And further ideas: 2. several-color invisible ink cartridges, so a page can be printed in one pass, that can show totally different messages depending on the make-it-visible reagent you use later. 3. art-show animation using this technology. And 4. recycling, using the same paper several times by this process, an invisible palimpsest. It probably wouldn't smell very good, but offices often smell bad anyway, with all the personal care chemicals in the air and carpets and etc.
I like to imagine it's not a college stunt but rather a kind of Scientology convention event where every year on this date the Body Thetans come out to make mischief. It makes the screaming and cheering creepier and more interesting. Also, the dancers are the children of famous Scientologists, and afterward they rejoin the others and bob for apples and handle snakes and shock each other's hands with their little galvanometers.
It sounds like Malachi Constant's failed investment.
(From Kurt Vonnegut's /Sirens of Titan/.) The furniture was visually attractive but off-putting-- if you sat on the edge of the desk, for example, it had a tendency to go skittering nervously around the room. No-one would buy the things.
It might be fun, though, to ride a powerfully magnetic chair around an office full of CRT monitors.
Oops. I see from the company's web brochure that their chairs don't go anywhere; they float above stationary magnetic bases. I had wondered whether you'd need your entire office suite's or apartment's floor to be impregnated with recycled disk-drive magnets, but one picture clears all that up.
The photographer captions an image of a half-frozen bubble to say that they always freeze downward from the top, and to speculate that this might be because of the ground radiating more heat than the sky. I think it's because the thinnest part will freeze first, and the top of the bubble is thinner than the bottom.
It's a shoe lock, for countries where it's traditional to leave your shoes at the office door when you go in to work. It disables the shoe, deterring theft, and stretches it at the same time, for after you've been standing all day and your feet are puffy around the edges.
"Each person in the trials was asked to give researchers names and phone numbers of four relatives or friends." This biases the results. Who is most likely to call you? A friend or relative. Who are you most likely to think will call you? A friend or relative. It's not unlikely at all for you to guess correctly. In fact, the odds are good that you will, not billions to one against.
Also, were callers and guessers alike told the purpose of the experiment before participating? If so, they all thought first of their friends who believe in telepathy, both the ones who gave names and phone numbers, and the ones who guessed who was calling.
This isn't experimental proof of telepathy. It's a magic trick dressed up as science, and, sadly, reported as science. But you knew that.
(From Kurt Vonnegut's /Sirens of Titan/.) The furniture was visually attractive but off-putting-- if you sat on the edge of the desk, for example, it had a tendency to go skittering nervously around the room. No-one would buy the things.
It might be fun, though, to ride a powerfully magnetic chair around an office full of CRT monitors.
Oops. I see from the company's web brochure that their chairs don't go anywhere; they float above stationary magnetic bases. I had wondered whether you'd need your entire office suite's or apartment's floor to be impregnated with recycled disk-drive magnets, but one picture clears all that up.
Also, were callers and guessers alike told the purpose of the experiment before participating? If so, they all thought first of their friends who believe in telepathy, both the ones who gave names and phone numbers, and the ones who guessed who was calling.
This isn't experimental proof of telepathy. It's a magic trick dressed up as science, and, sadly, reported as science. But you knew that.