RoboExotica Ho!

November 16th, 2007 by SB

Myself, Mr. Robotics and The Head Rotor convened at the Robunker last night to faff around in preparation for Roboexotica in Vienna this year.

El Espanol Borracho will be making a new and improved appearance, as will Chapek.

MrRobotics And Rotor.JPGLeft: Mr Robotics and The Rotor stare at Chapek, trying to figure out where the code rot is.

For those of you just tuning in, Roboexotica is of course the world-renown festival of cocktail robots:

Until recently, no attempts had been made to publically discuss the role of cocktail robotics as an index for the integration of technological innovations into the human Lebenswelt, or to document the increasing occurrence of radical hedonism in man-machine communication. Roboexotica is an attempt to fill this vacuum. It is the first and, inevitably, the leading festival concerned with cocktail robotics world-wide. A micro mechanical change of paradigm in the age of borderless capital. Alan Turing would doubtless test this out.

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Right: The Rotor corrupts the innocent, and the innocent like it.

We spent last night mumbling to ourselves, barking at each other to get out of the way, and most important, drinking beer. We also experimented with accelerants, and ways to make Kahlua tasty (I personally don’t think this is possible).

The Rotor made helpful suggestions about where to throttle what to make which flow a little smoother. Julie Andrews hid in the closet. Fugu The Deadly Hellbeast made sure everyone got kisses. Soma FM kept everybody sane-ish.

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Mr. Robotics would like you to know that he hates robots. Really.

Chapek is in the background, having a servo issue. Or maybe it’s a software issue. Or maybe something’s not zeroed right. or maybe. . .

We take off for Vienna Sunday. Rotor will be at the Fortress of Solitude, cursing economy-class legroom, airline blackout dates, and tweaking Chassis’ brain. We hoist ein grosses bier in his honor.

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