Robot wait staff at the Robot Kitchen in Hong Kong.

Betcha they don’t do flaming spanish coffee, though!

Tip o’ the hubcap to Gareth Branwyn (plus Robosapien inexcusably didn’t send us one to review!)

FM Holiday Gadget Guide » Robosapien V2 Humanoid Robot

Roboexotica! Sounds like the new Esquivel! album, but it’s even better. It’s a Viennese robotics festival of machines that are really useful: they pour drinks! All the cool kids are there, (including SB and Mr. Robotics who have left me here to hold down the bunker. I’m sure they’ll have much to report so I will try to not thieve their thunder. Careful with that flamethower, guys!)
Here’s a cool wine-pouring bot by the great Kal Spelletich of Seemen:

Wish I was in Vienna!

It pays to read the comments: found this at the end of the last link.

Shadow Robot Company: Air Muscles

Nice meditation on Robot arms over there at Pulse Laser.

Reminds me I need to pick up that Hans Moravec book…

It’s Herbie the Mousebot and he’s cheap and easy to build, and comes in patriotic rodent colors! From the fine folks at Solarbotics. Tip o’ the antenna to Gareth Branwyn at Street Tech and their cool 2006 gift guide, from whence Herbie.

Miss SuicideBot and I brought the R2-D2 we made to the 11th anniversary LaughingSquid party. I didn’t get any play, she didn’t get any play, but R2? Chick magnet. He let the boys touch him too (this is San Francisco after all…)

Q: Just what is the bot going to do with that bomb?

A: Why, drop it on the nitroglycerin bottles, like DUH!

While not everyone is lucky or stupid enough to play with real bombs, catapults, and flamethrowers, here’s the next best thing. It’s a computer game called Crazy Machines that lets you set up gnarly and gratifyingly dangerous Rube Goldberg contraptions and then simulate them with a bitchin’ physics engine. Someone set us up the bomb indeed!
You gotta love a program that combines robots and simulated explosives, and not just one kind but three: bowling-ball anarchist bombs, dynamite bundles, and flasks of nitro. And flamethrowers. (And we all know how important those are for both world domination and Suicide Spanish Coffee.) At less than twenty clams Crazy Machines is a great holiday present: the Head Rotor knows several budding teleobliteration engineers who will find it under the tree. Hopefully this will distract them from blowing up the garage; just watch out when they grow up.
(Tip o’ the hubcap to Kris Elbing)

Note to the FBI: nothing to see here, despite the keywords that likely get your surveillance sniffers all hot.

We welcome our Snowbot Overlords…

13 bucks. You know you want one. Buy lots.