I bet he hits the glove like a freakin' ton of bricks.

Looks like he bounced off the arm like a ton of bricks and had to try again. Could do without the ridiculous music.

If nothing stops us, we will be able to do this using technology someday.

On a two-dimensional plane, I do this every time I ride my motorcycle.

Five for mouserīs two dimensional flying motorbike.

Does it catch rabbits?

I kid you not, once around easter, a frickin running-loose city rabbit raced across a highway onramp. I was banking a good 45 degrees making the turn when the rabbit jumped through my front wheel.

It never quite made it through: the rest of it roasted in my radiator. Took me days to clean it up.

I bet that smelled delightful...

Now that spring is here . . .