. . .a heapin’ helpin’ of good old down-home minimally-technical whole HOURS of fun for the smallest to the tallest in your family!

The Suicidebot Mobile Response Team went out of town this weekend, to a place where there were absolutely no robots except for the Large SB Canine, Miss Julie Andrews, who has a embedded ID microchip and thus could loosely be termed a cyborg. No DSL, No DVD, No WiFi, not even TV. The TLAs were in full force, however.

In honor of this lovely nerve-wracking, digital-technology-free weekend, we offer you the latest developments from the superlative Bill Gurstelle, author of that seminal work Backyard Ballistics.

Backyard Ballistics is a treasure trove of information relating to how to safely get into as much trouble in the garage as humanly possible. His newest book, Whoosh Boom Splat, gets down to the nitty-gritty of obliterating the competition with various deployable starchy tubers.

Backyard Ballistics, Whoosh Boom Splat, and others, are truly the textbooks for earning what robot builder Alexander Rose once called a degree in fixing-it-and-cleaning-up-before-mom-gets-home.

All children should have the opportunity to accidentally blow up their garage. Remember to wear you eye protection, kids!

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