They would have different countries “sponsor” the Olympics on Olympic Island. That would get the money train going.

Perhaps a cleaning deposit is appropriate to add to the price of admission?

I use Graffiti handwriting recognition on my phone. It’s not as nice as the HWR on my Palm Pilot/Handspring Visor, but it’s OK. Does that count as ‘handwriting’?

I always manage to break my Lamy pens. Something about the way I pull the cap off makes the barrel separate. I’ve been using the Pilot Varsity disposable fountain pen for years. If you pull them apart, you can refill them, by the way. They are a medium point, and so I have taken to using a fine sharpening stone to…

I know. It’s like not having a real hoverboard or jetpack. We want Rosie the Robot, but all we get is Roomba!

My ‘64 bug used the spare tire’s pressure to run the washer fluid. That always seemed like a bad idea . . .

Right on! The shuttle paved the way for the idea of a reusable space vehicle in reality, not in fiction. Using technology of the 1970s, it was a miracle of engineering.

Are we allowed to carry this onto an aircraft?

Are we allowed to carry this onto an aircraft?

Careful with those chopsticks. Our utensil rack has holes big enough to let the chopsticks fall through. They then jam the washer arm as it swings around. At some point, they pushed against the heating element enough to make it move a little bit, and so the dishwasher’s floor had a melted hole in it. We had to replace…

Hmmm . . . maybe a bicycle chain and sprocket?

Careful. Some of the more squishy ones might not like the extra heat. Try the dishwasher out on a toy you’re not too fond of first.

No-Heat-Dry is one of the most important factors here. That heating element can melt anything.

Needs more use of the past exculpatory tense.

I like this guy’s video. He goes into great detail about the controls, and how to actually start the car.

Dave Barry wrote a funny book “Dave Barry Does Japan”, in which he describes the ordeal of finding a particular bar in Tokyo with his guide. They have to call the bar and ask for directions from their hotel, which becomes like one of those movie scenes where the kidnappers give you a little bit of information, and you…

Aah! So that explains this bit in “The Mikado”:

waitaminnit.

There is a comedian named Daniel Kim, who set up a site called anotherdanielkim.com (now defunct). In it, he wrote: “There are two kinds of people in this world: Those named Daniel Kim, and those who know someone named Daniel Kim.”

I remember a scene in “Tampopo” in which the ramen lady steals the secrets of a chef’s noodles with a little bit of charm. It was funny to watch, and he told her the kind of alkaline water he used to make his noodles.

Your uncle is Nathan Myhrvold?