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...human leader of the birds. Most impressive was how the Classical Club managed the difficult task of inserting so much new sass without detracting from Aristophanes’ original atmosphere. New peppy rhymes, cheeky dialogues of sexual innuendo, and even a short dance clip of The Robot unobtrusively sidled into line among the lyrical lines of the translation. The War on Terror, Yale University, and the “avian flu”—all were cunningly brought out onto the stage. When a flock of angry birds closed in around the enterprising Peisetaerus and Euelpides, a hysterical...
Continuing its coverage of the wide world of robosports, Fifteen Minutes brings you a preview of the wildly anticipated RoboCup US Open in Atlanta, Ga. The Cambridge Robotic Futbol Club (CRFC), the hometown favorites, will—according to club co-president Jeffrey K.L. Ma ’07—“create a big splash, and show everyone else we’re serious.” Expect big competition from Carnegie Mellon University, a club that’s been on the robot soccer circuit since 1997. Yet with the banning of “vertical...
...audience goes insane. Those watching can't believe what's happening. Bernal, who performs under the name David Elsewhere, describes his dance style as a mixture of "popping, waving, liquiding, breaking, roboting." What this means in practice is that, first, his body physically melts into a little puddle and then rebuilds itself bone by bone; then he becomes a giant robot; then weird energies go surging through his arms and legs; then he makes it look as though something is crawling around under his shirt; then he becomes a springy hopping creature. And then, just like that, it's over...
...invited me to an after-party featuring a band that was “slammin’.” When I arrived, the band (which was approximately the size of Earth Wind and Fire) was playing a Fiona Apple song. People were guzzling apricot-flavored beer, doing the robot lustily, and singing all of the words to Ms. Apple’s ditty, while their extremely long Jesus-was-a-carpenter curls floated in the breeze. I picked at least four knit hats off the floor and about three Livestrong bracelets doused in apricot-flavored slime. That?...
...heartburn or reflux medicine can remove the feeling! The man never recognizes anyone for a job well done, yet he never yells at anyone for screwing up. He rarely ever cracks a smile or laughs, but he doesn't yell. It's almost like he's a robot, an automaton that lives to sit in his office and go over minute details of things people will never see or read. He's not married, doesn't have any children, and he has no interest in knowing the names of anyone's spouses or children. I'm not sure if there...