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...broadband business--in fact, officials are keen to franchise the operation to an outside investor--but that's exactly what they did when they deployed broadband over power lines, or BPL, on the Manassas grid earlier this year and made accessing big bandwidth as easy as plugging in a toaster...
Sure, he’s a little too proud of himself, and he did set the toaster on fire once, but you’ve got to admire the combination of wide-eyed optimism and ruthless persistence. The 2007 Freshman Musical “Ask Me Anything,” produced by Tiffany M. Bradshaw ’10 and well directed by Heather E. Phipps ’10, was a little like the guy who eats well at Annenberg...
...stumble home with that senior from section. And then there are people who we don’t want in our rooms—people whose presence makes life decidedly awkward, uncomfortable, or worse. Like room inspectors, who leave us with a handful of pop tarts and no toaster oven. Or arsonists, larcenists, and on unannounced Saturday morning visits, Mom. Luckily, we have a system that makes it easy to keep out unwanted visitors. First, campus-wide swipe card access ensures that only Harvard affiliates can get into student houses. And second, thanks to the vastly underappreciated invention...
...small-electronics industry, which relies on ever more powerful processors that generate incredible amounts of heat. (Just try working with your laptop computer actually on your lap for a few hours.) "When you go to the next-generation semiconductor, you're running something not too different from a toaster oven," Sadoway says. Because it doesn't retain heat, diamond can run processors of supercomputing power at lower temperatures compared with processors using silicon, the industry standard today. The molecular structure of diamond makes it ideal for handling high voltages like those found in switches for big municipal power grids. Physically...
...Against the Day weighs just 3 oz. less than my toaster. But my toaster doesn't offer the tantalizing music of Pynchon's voice, with its shifts from comic shtick to heartbroken threnody, its mordant Faulkneresque interludes, its gusts of lyric melancholy blown in by way of F. Scott Fitzgerald, its ecstatic perorations from Jack Kerouac. And my toaster will never lay before me a vision of a world in which technology is stripping away all the ancient, vital magic while shepherding mankind to the brink of destruction. On the other hand, my toaster makes toast, and nothing quite...