This concept computer-of-the-future by designer Jakub Záhoř allows the user to operate the device anywhere they can find a glass surface. The user simply attaches the central unit to any glass surface like a window or coffee table, switches on the power, and watches their system light up before their eyes. The display appears as an interactive hologram on the glass that the user merely has to touch to operate. It also makes for an easy, take-anywhere way to project photos and presentations or stream movies. Windex not included.
Designer: Jakub Záhoř
When drunk, you will slur every word but my name.
When you pass out from intoxication, you will tell your mother that it was from too much vodka and no one was there to stop you.
you were alone.
She will not ask about me.
You will wonder why.
Three weeks ago, when I called her, I told her to stop asking about me,
to stop reassuring you that the next phone call would be from me,
because this was the last.
we both cried.
you will wear out the knees of your jeans praying I will come back.
I will wear out my voice screaming in the middle of the night,
always screaming that I miss you.
we were right for each other, but wrong at love.
we were not good enough,
we will never be good enough.
This one hurt my heart, oh man. Your word choice is incomparable.
- sand in your shoes
- salt water in your mouth
- sand in your eyes
- its hot and humid as fuck
- the water is too cold
- SaNd EvErYwHeRe
- stress for all involved
I’m sorry but I am inclined to disagree.
I can see why you would dislike all these things, or why some of these things are pretty bothersome and frequent, but i’m sure you’ve missed out on some good beaches if you agree with this.
I miss that lingering reminder of where I’ve been when I feel the sand in my shoes after a long day by the water. I miss trying to wash out the taste of the salt with whatever the local vendors were selling. I miss the frantic trying to get the sand in your eyes out without losing an eyeball. I miss the baking heat that would drag you slowly closer to the water to cool off. I miss the cooling water, especially when you got to get out and lay on the giant burning sandy bed that was the entirety of the beach, sans the few spots covered by the trees where the people who tanned badly stayed with the coolers. I miss the crowds of people who flock to enjoy the water, or the sand, or the heat, or the free feeling of walking around half-naked and it being socially acceptable.
If that’s stressful for you, I wish I could help make a beach day be the most enjoyable experience you could have for at least one day, because once you love the beach for a moment…It becomes a part of your heart and soul.