Bow Chica Wah Wah

The Japanese are at it again, and this time they've gone...(Dramatic look to Camera B) undercover. Recently, I've been mulling over the prospects of a long-distance relationship. Like any couple experiencing the difficult transition after college -moving to different cities, following separate dreams - I've experienced everything from doubt to complete faith when considering a sustained relationship two hours apart. As it's not that far of a distance (Philadelphia to New York), I haven't had as hard of a time accepting the lengths of time being apart. It'll be challenging, but that's what I enjoy. Of course, the Japanese are trying to best me and my strong will of the mind with their new technology. Mutsugoto's touch-activated...sketch pad is now being tested on partners who need just a little more than Skype and text messaging. I'm not sure I understand it, but I'll allow this unusually-and-awkwardly-softcore-pornlike video to elaborate:

Mutsugoto from Distance Lab on Vimeo.

Possibly more interesting are the comments left by other viewers. This one seemed rather...harsh?

By curious7 at 4:47 PM ON 04/21/09

Interesting yeah, but if the Japanese spent half as much time actually sleeping with one another than they seem to spend creating and using self-gratification gizmos, they might not be experiencing their much-advertised population nosedive...

I've actually been working on my own inventions here at 725 Unnamed Building Blood-Stained Door #12 (I'll explain when the DNA tests come back). As I sat here waiting for Scott to tear his eyes away from World of Warcraft and for Leila to stop chewing on my iPod cord, I entertained myself by creating variations of the word "jellybean". Among the many absurdities I conjured up, I was marveled by my unrivaled genius by a particular one: Bejellany. Beautiful. I love ls as much as I love words including the letter v, so this was perfect. Bejellany, in my definition, is miscellany that has been bejewelled. So if you're ever cleaning out your grandma's attic and find some odd and gaudy antique that looks as if though it's been attacked by Cher's wardrobe designer, you have the perfect word for the situation.