These “SIMsystem” (stands for Smart Incontinence Management) underpants are awesome in oh so many ways. Developed for use in nursing homes, they send a text message to nurses when a patient has an accident. This means bed wetters will spend more time being dry on average and nurses will waste less precious moments checking their pants, which, we assume can hardly be a pleasant task for anyone involved on either side of the equation. And at the risk of seeming insensitive here (wouldn’t be the first time), does anyone see any interesting implications for the dating world? We see this technology working in a number of ways. Ah, how the imagination reels. [BuzzFeed] Keep reading »
So you’ve “sexted,” but have you “mexted”? Mexting is a didn’t-exist-until-it-was-invented-yesterday phenomenon where you snap sexually provocative photos of Mexican food on your cell phone camera.
Parents, are you sure you know what your teenager is doing with that taco? [Guanabee] Keep reading »
Texting has become as ubiquitous as the cell phones that birthed them, but what is it doing to our love lives? Can you imagine what a different movie “Casablanca” would be if, instead of suavely growling, “Here’s looking at you, kid,” Rick instead texted Ilsa:
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Same sentiment (sort of), yet all the romance, sexiness and possibility has been drained out of it. Keep reading »
Gossip is to high school as dry kindling is to fire—it doesn’t take much for things to get heated. And now with technology and the internet, we can only imagine that it’s like throwing kerosene on the blaze thanks to IM, Facebook, Twitter, you name it. That’s where ThatsNotCool.com steps in, a rad website for teens looking for help with uncomfortable online disrespect or textual harassment. In the mix: videos of “Crank Yankers”-type puppets considering questions like, “What should I should I do if my girlfriend texts too much?” and “My boyfriend keeps asking for nude photos, what should I do?”
Uh … OK, so maybe we’re reading That’s Not Cool because we have the same issues, too. We’re especially loving on the Callout Cards section which features cheeky sendables, à la Someecards style, with phrases like, “Now that you’ve violated my e-mail account, I won’t feel bad dumping you,” and “You must be proud to have nothing to do but IM me all day.” Like, yeah. [ThatsNotCool.com] Keep reading »
Remember those drunk driving PSAs we were forced to watch in Driver’s Ed? The plot was usually the same—a friend is at the funeral of a friend who was killed in a drunk driving accident and then we see a totaled car wrapped around a pole. While these were always a bit on the cheeseball side, they had the intended effect: to instill a healthy dose of fear into the hearts and minds of reckless, invincible, idiotic teens. Well, apparently we need to terrify, not just scare, the teens of today. This British PSA, which warns about texting while driving, is hands down the scariest, most graphic video I have seen in my life. In the first 30 seconds, there is a gory accident complete with necks snapping, blood flowing, glass shattering. I don’t want to spoil the end—but almost everyone dies. If you ask me, this is really taking it too far. The point of a PSA is to discourage the teens, not to give them vicarious post-traumatic stress disorder. Save the horror for horror films, please. [BuzzFeed
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What’s the craziest, weirdest text message you’ve ever received? I know I have a bunch of zingers. There’s the buddy who sends me a random text message every six months that just says, “Hippopotamus.” Or there was the time a friend I hadn’t seen in a while replied to my friendly, “How r u?” text with a shocking, “I’m gay, deal wit it!” And of course there are the more fun, unmentionable texts I like to refer to as “sexts.” Use your imagination for those. Well, British graduate student, Caroline Tagg, was so fascinated with texting that she has become the first person to receive a Ph.D. looking at the language of text messaging. OMFG, how dope! Keep reading »
I heart words and communication. This includes emails, text messages, Gchat, Blackberry Messenger, iChat — the works. I am a sucker for a well-crafted email or a witty text message. My motto: The way to my heart is through my brain. That’s why I thought Joe could be Mr. Perfect for me. Joe and I met one night at a work gala. I had already put away an entire bottle of wine when I almost knocked him over on the dance floor.
“Do you like to dance, beautiful girl who almost stepped on my foot?” he asked.
“Only when I’m drunk. When I’m sober, I dance like Elaine from ‘Seinfeld.’” I replied.
It was a rainy October night and Joe offered to escort me to the subway when the event ended, impressed that I could: a.) still walk and b.) do it in 3-inch heels. “Email me,” I slurred, handing him my business card, “I loooove emails.”
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