Hello Suicidebot devotees,

We have had several requests come through our Contact Form for the sticker that Mr. Robotics posted as Photo Of The Day a couple of days ago.

Our question to you is, if we did these up in hi-quality indoor-outdoor vinyl, how many of you would buy one? A Handful?

A whole box, which you will then proceed to use in unlawful and heinous very public and reprehensible ways that will get everyone involved in trouble but make for a great story afterwards?

Good, we like that sort of thing. Not that we would participate or encourage such behavior. Save it for your own cars.

Leave us yea or nay in the comments, or send us a happy little Contact Form Submission.

We here at Suicidebots like Nerdcore rap just as much as the next blog (okay, Mr. Robotics doesn’t, but then again, his hair metal collection drives the dogs to tears), so we were as pleased as a phisher scoring a job at Equifax when this popped up in our mailbox:

Scent of a Robot!

This delightful thing is the work of rapper Pete Miser and the video was produced by UV Phactory. Really well done, and they don’t even seem to be a huge multimedia conglomerate. W00t.

The YouTube Video is embedded below, but for a better experience click on the screen shot above (but have DSL or better first!).

[Thank you Evil Signtist!]

3 year olds with flame throwing robots. Our future is in good hands.

To continue on a theme. . .one day, as is sometimes the case in the Suicide Bunker, we got into a mood and possibly the whiskey and the superlative Quinn Norton ended up with these sorts of pictures on her camera:

Mommy, I’ve been a baaaad bot!

[Cue wocka-chicka guitar]
Who’s the steel and wire ‘bot
That’s a sex machine AND a toy for tots?
(Robot!)
You’re damn right

Full set on Flickr Here. No, I *don’t* know what that Pirkus is doing with those bolt cutters.

No Really, send em out, this is NSFW (Not Safe For Work), NSFK (Not Safe For Kids) and DEFINITELY NSFKWRS (Not Safe For Kids With RoboSapiens).

Behold the mild mannered Robosapien. Look upon his clean lines, his innocent LEDS, his virginal white carapace.

No more. The good folks at Sex Robot have seen to it that Robosapien has, as of very recently become a man.

No, he didn’t read the Torah in front of his congregation with bagels and a nice chopped liver buffet afterwards.
No my friends, Robosapien has become a Real Robot. With all that implies. I am torn between cheering him on and ripping my eyes from their sockets. Natalie Joseph the smoking-hot porn star is cute though.

Video from Sex Robot Here: (SOOPER NSFW, Kids).

[Via the always-corrupting, robot-lovin', cupcake-punishing Violet Blue]

This is actually the sign outside my office door.

These robot sculptures, created by Gordon Bennett, are made from a mixture of found objects which are both old and new. They are inspired by Norman Bel Geddes and Raymond Loewy whose visions of the “Modern Age” helped shape industrial design of the 40’s and 50’s. Each robot is a unique, one-of-a-kind sculpture and recieves its own numbered metal tag…

This found its way to me the other day through our Comments Form:

Robots On Candy!

This is a great collection of robot paintings by Jared W. Brown.

Dig his toaster-headed robots!

Jared W. Brown has his little metal heart in exactly the right place:

Why robots and why such dark subject matter? Everyone has gone through good and bad times in relationships. So that means everyone can relate. As for robots, they’re more entertaining characters to depict these situations. Who doesn’t think a robot getting its arm ripped off is funny?

Indeed, Mister Brown, Indeed.

Well, they look like robot heads anyway.

EDITED BY SB TO ADD: Holy Crap, it looks like this particular head is made up of maxillofacial surgical plates! The bionic man, revealed! Teehee.

Lewis Tardy is a metal artist. An avocation for which we at SuicideBots have an exceptional soft spot (up there with bartenders, gait motion animators, and propane deliverymen.)

The biomechanical styles of Lewis Tardy’s sculptures have evolved throughout a lifetime of experiences, creating life and motion out of static scrap metals.

“My teen years and early twenties spent tinkering with engines and motorcycles have given me a good understanding of mechanics. That coupled with the inspiring shapes and designs discovered within found objects, along with my love to illustrate the human form, are what has brought me where I am today.”

His sculptures are really awesome. He makes amazing metallic humanoids.

Except when they’re robotic iguanas.

via [Boing Boing]

Sticker!

[moderately edited, via McSweeny's]

A rabbi, a cleric, a priest, and a robot walk into a bar. Only the robot leaves.

A robot walks into a pharmacy and the pharmacist asks him what he’d like. The robot replies, “A soul.”

Q: How do you stop a robot from destroying you and the rest of civilization?
A: You don’t.

Q:What’s a robot’s favorite cereal?
A: Rob-os. (Note: Rob-os are made of the tears of human children.)

Little Susie tosses a clock out the window.
A passing robot asks, “Why did you do that?”
“I wanted to see time fly!” she replies.
“Ah … A perfect subject for elimination,” says the robot, and shoots her through the face with a laser beam.

Q: Why did the robot order a milkshake?
A: To blend in with the general human population, making it easier to infiltrate society and—in time—conquer it.

More

We ran tests at the Suicide Bunker recently, to make sure that the drink-making portion of El Espanol Borracho functions adequately for Roboexotica.

We gathered a Scientific Crew of Impartial Observers™, and laid in a stock of cupcakes and we were set to go.

The recipe for the Suicide Spanish Coffee is as follows:

1 part very fine Coffee Liqueur
(We find the specific gravity of Kahlua 14% higher than water) lends itself best to what follows)

A Gentle Splash of 151 proof rum
(the one that says “WARNING! DO NOT EXPOSE TO HEAT OR FLAME works very nicely)

Whipped Cream

Have the robot measure out the Kahlua into the waiting vessel, and then have it add a touch of rum.
Hit “Go” on the flamethrower.
Offer flaming beverage to associates with wishes for their good health and joy of the season.
After two or three offerings, consume cream directly from bowl.
Giggle over arcane speed controller jokes.

At the end of the evening, The Suicide Special was mixed, re-mixed, lit, extinguished, creamed and was pronounced by all partaking parties as “Fit”.

Here’s the obligatory educational part (because what fun is science if you can’t duplicate it?):

ESB is run on a BASIC stamp, a microcontroller that has a tons of documentation and support available. This makes it great for beginners and advanced tinkerers alike.

The BASIC stamp is connected to the pumps dispensing the alcohol and the flamethrower. One switch on the remote controls the entire drink-making process. If we get fancy we’ll also have a “go” button or something on the machine itself so anyone can ask for a drink directly from the robot.

At the moment, the alcohol pumps are taken from a medication dispenser scrounged from a flea market. All the tubing is food safe the the pumps can be sterilized with hot water or (gee) alcohol.

The flamethrower is a cute little number that was liberated from a robot made for a previous show. It consists of a small fuel tank filled with isobutane/propane camping fuel, plastic tubing, a transformer (yours does not need to be this big, we just like compensating), a double-A battery pack, a spark plug, and a guide around the nozzle made from the remains of another fuel tank. It’s mounted on a small sheet of bent copper. The whole shebang is held together with zip ties and love. It was originally made by flame gangsta Charlie Gadeken and Mr. Robotics.

If enough people ask we may be able to get them to do a HOWTO on very small flamethrowers.

We might replace the pumps I am using right now with small solenoid valves, assuming we can get them in time and that they costs less than one’s average firstborn. Solenoid valves would look more elegant and would probably fit the frame better.

The whole thing rides on a clear lexan-paneled hockey bot, about which more in a later post, with pictures!

If we feel especially fancy, we might add bumpers and sonar to ESB, increasing the chances that someday he’ll be a real boy and be able to navigate (and set people’s toes on fire) autonomously.

The operator controls the robot with a GWS RC controller, used for all kinds of RC cars, planes, etc etc.

The rest of the evening is sumptuously chonicled here in Violet Blue’s Robothaus Flickr Set or a short video.

The scientific findings of the field trials concluded that more than two Suicide Specials consumed in one evening can lead to dizziness, shaking, improper use of roman candles, and cupcake abuse:

Via The Boing

Growf!