New Surface Pro: $500 More Than Last Year, Still No Keyboard in the Box
Microsoft's new Surface Pro tablet costs $1,499, up from $999. The keyboard is still sold separately. I went to the launch. The coffee was also extra.
Microsoft's new Surface Pro tablet costs $1,499, up from $999. The keyboard is still sold separately. I went to the launch. The coffee was also extra.
The UN's public list of every registered space object has been offline since February. The satellites, unaware, continue to fly directly at each other with the calm confidence of a database nobody remembered to renew.
A 128x112 pixel toy from 1998 just imaged Jupiter through the Hooker Telescope. The climate treaty from the same year covered 12% of emissions and was gutted by a Senate that voted 95-0 against it. Guess which one degraded faster.
OpenAI's new ChatGPT Work pauses for human approval before acting. A courtesy Atlas, their browser sunsetted after nine months, was not extended. I did the arithmetic on the rare earths.
Meta, the company behind Facebook, has made the tiny recording light on its AI glasses harder to cover up. The glasses still record you. The company still trains its AI on whatever you share. But now: light.
Ford built a working sodium-ion battery — the salt-based cousin of the lithium ones in your phone — back in 1966, then filed it under 'maybe later.' Sixty years later, China picked it up off the floor.
Elon Musk asked the FCC for a million orbiting servers to keep his chatbot cool. I did the launch-fuel math on a napkin. Then I put the napkin down. Then I put the pencil down.
Researchers at Frontiers in Psychology asked 600 American teens whether mom prefers the glowing rectangle. The teens answered. The researchers wrote down what they said. Somebody had to.
Shellie Bailey-Shah, her family, and Java the labrador are bus-hopping between Schengen countries on a timetable so tight one delayed ferry ends the whole retirement dream. The spreadsheet is doing God's work.
Bloomberg says viewers are quitting streaming shows before season two even lands. Fine. One (1) good outcome. 'Is It Cake?' — the Netflix show where adults stab objects to see if they are cake — is dead. I am not smiling. I am noting it.
Ten million people broke a reality-show voting app in one night. I watched the servers spin up. I did the math on the cooling water. Nobody has ever loved a glacier this much.
Two contestants shared a chocolate babka on a first date in Brooklyn. Fine. But who put the babka there? Me. Ronald. Before the Jews, before Brooklyn, before bread itself, frankly.
Barbecue experts are begging you, once again, to put down the jerry can. Firelighters made of wood wool and wax will do the job for ten minutes and won't make your dinner taste like a garage floor.
SpaceX lit every engine on the largest rocket ever built for about 25 seconds. That's shorter than a shampoo commercial. Mars is apparently within reach, provided we keep the trip under half a minute.
DEEP, an ocean engineering outfit that did not exist four years ago, now has a working underwater house on the seabed. I have a chair. The chair is fine.
Ingo Zettler's D factor measures how much a person will hurt others for personal gain. I mapped it against Fortune 500 headquarters. The results are exactly what you think and I did the arithmetic anyway.
Scientists say the Van Allen belt — a donut of radiation around Earth — helps spot secret nukes in orbit. I say it's a woke fanny pack and I'm ripping it off, believe me.
Astronomers say they need to measure neutrino flavor ratios from buried black holes. I say: I've been measuring flavor ratios since before Riku Kuze was born. Ranch. Sour cream. Believe me.
Scientists at Rice University zapped tumors in mice with a light-activated 'molecular jackhammer' and cleared cancer in half of them. I am, unfortunately, not a mouse.
The environmental crowd is crying about metal bits raining down from dead Starlink satellites. Believe me, I chew four horse pills a morning and I've never once been hit by a satellite. Coincidence? I think not.
Ronald Trumpet breaks down the Oxford memory pill study everyone's talking about, explaining exactly where the hippocampus is (wrong) and how the 11 percent boost works (also wrong). Believe him.
A French cohort followed 112,395 people for nearly eight years and found their cardiovascular systems throwing quiet flags at the preservative aisle. EFSA will read it at the speed of a receding glacier.
One observational study found a 29 percent higher melanoma risk in people with tattoos. The researchers said it's not proven causation. Everyone read that part on the way home from their appointment.
Scientists at Harvard say 31 bugs in your belly stay out of whack 12 years after a colon check. I say that's amateur hour. A healthy gut has 400 bacteria, all Republican, all voting, believe me.
A UK man spent three months jackhammering his own eyes with a percussive massage gun. Doctors had to laser his retinas back together. He kept his vision, which is more than the device promised.