Do you find yourself wishing that you too could own a submarine shaped like a dolphin? If so, then, boy, do I have news for you. If you can track down the guys who created this sucker, then maybe you can convince them to sell it to you for an absurd amount of money (also known as ~$78,000).
You can cram two people into the Seabreacher, which can submerge 2 feet for up to 20 seconds before popping ten feet into the air. The internal engine has 175 horsepower, though you might as well go whole hog and pick up the super-charged, 300lbs, 240hp engine while you're at it. The 3/4" thick glass on the dolphin boat was cribbed from an F-22 Raptor cockpit, meaning that it can withstand the force of flying head first into the water. Let me ask you: how do you take glass from a fighter jet? Don't we have security on those things?
Steering is accomplished with a pair of fins operated by joysticks and a foot pedal-operated rudder. If you fall into the target demographic of "rich adrenaline junkies" or British superspies, then what the hell are you waiting for?
[via SCI FI Tech]
Yesterday I tried to convince my boss that instead of money, perhaps I could receive as compensation this official replica Cyberman helmet from Doctor Who. Sure, it costs over $1100, but that's a small price to pay for the look on my face on Christmas morning, right? Right?
Okay, so that idea didn't fly. But aha, what's this? Okay, so it's not all official and everything, but this $58 Cyberman helmet is even functional: it incorporates a voice changer that lets you threaten to DELETE with the best of 'em (oh, and there are flashing lights, did I mention that?). Also, it's way creepier when seen on the body of a little boy.
[via New Launches; Gadget Review]
I'll freely admit to having a Darth Vader lightsaber. There's no shame in that, okay? Unfortunately, while my model does have lights, sounds, and an extensible blade it does not have the spring activation of new models, meaning I have to flick it open with my wrist. That is just unacceptable. Do Jedi flick open their lightsabers? Hell no.
The new spring-action version is available in Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker (original), generic Jedi, and Obi-Wan Kenobi editions (that's McGregor, not Guinness—more's the pity). All feature lights and sounds, powered by three AA batteries (I feel like my old one required D cells, so kudos to Hasbro for ramping up the power efficiency). You can snag 'em for $30 apiece. Just don't put out an eye or cut off a hand, 'kay?
[via Gizmodo]
How much does it cost to get the crap kicked out of you by friends, co-workers, and loved ones? Just $10 with Think Geek's handy Annoy-a-tron. Look, the point is in the name. If you buy this and people get annoyed and threaten to kill you, don't act all surprised, 'kay?
Operating on a small watch battery, the Annoy-a-tron generates either a 2KHz, 12KHz, or alternating beep that repeats randomly between 2 and 8 minutes for a period of weeks. So what do you do with it? Well, you turn it on, and then hide it in your friend's room/co-worker's cubicle/significant other's car, etc. It's so small, that they'll have trouble finding it; meanwhile, it slowly drives them insane. Yeah, some friend you are. Don't be surprised if the eventual retribution involves a decapitated horse head. That's all I'm saying.
[via Gizmos for Geeks]
What's chubby, wears a Santa hat, and laughs like this: "ho ho ho!" Why, Jabba the Hutt in a Santa hat, of course. The Hutt is well known to be quite the fan of Christmas. In fact, we've managed to snag his Amazon Wish List:
1. Han Solo (Carbonite wrapping optional)
2. Chewbacca the Wookiee
3. Slave girl to fit gold bikini
4. Delicious alien frogs
5. New hookah
6. Interpreter droid
7. Dress-up clothes for Salacious Crumb
8. Thumping stereo for sail barge
9. Rancor food (on second thought, it's more fun if you don't feed it)
10. 8GB iPod nano
One thing notably absent from Jabba's list is a $13,000 full scale replica of himself, constructed of polyurethane foam, coated with a polyester medium layer. Think of the booby trap potential! Well, if Jabba doesn't want one, that hardly stops you from putting it on your own list.
[via New Launches]
I'm one of those people who needs to constantly be doing something their hands, and as a result, I love a good yo-yo. There are a few in a box under my bed, including a flashy LED one that I picked up at Macworld last year. Unfortunately, my mastery of tricks is limited to Around the World and making the yo-yo sleep.
That seems like enough promise to justify a purchase the new, spiffy HSpin Pyro, even if it is $88. It boasts a central axle that is twice as hard as previous iterations of the Pyro, and a handful of other cosmetic improvements. They boast that it's "Smooth, stable, wobble-free, and VERY grindable." I have no idea what "grindable" means, but I desperately want to. Mayhaps it's on the pricey side for a stocking stuffer, but c'mon—it's still cheaper than that new video game system your kids are pestering you for. And easier to find, too.
[via Ubergizmo]
It’s being nominated the worst iPod accessory ever, but the iCar by Corgi, but I kinda like this silly little model car/speaker thing. Is it cheesy? Yes. Is it chintzy? Probably.
However, it’s still kinda cute. Besides, it’s a Cadillac Escalade, which gives you the perfect excuse to say that in my favorite way. Ess ka la day. Say it a few times. Now you won’t be able to say it normally.
When you're a kid candy is a treat. Something given as a reward for a job well done, or on special occasions. But when you hit adulthood, you realize the awful truth: candy is available all the time, to anybody willing to pony up a couple of bucks. So much for that whole Candy Abuse Resistance Education, huh?
Sure, I could exercise willpower in preventing myself from downing two entire bags of M&Ms before lunch OR I could pick up a mini Candy Grabber. Not only does it store small candy bars (much more friendly to my slim figure), but it locks them inside one of those claw grabber machines that, even at 26 years of age, I still can't manage to beat. Three joysticks control the claw hand and you have a mere 75 seconds to escape with your chocolatey treat.
I know at least one person who this could keep entranced for hours. Well worth every pence of the £17.95 (~$34 for us Yanks).
[via Popgadget]
Look, despite what people whisper behind my back, I'm not just a 12 year old boy in a 26 year old's body, okay? And that nonsense about me talking to some fortune teller machine is ridiculous—let's just drop it.
Then again, if I were a 12 year old magically turned into an adult, investing $9000 in a said fortune-telling machine would probably seem like a good idea. Even better, it's still quarter-operated, meaning that you have only to entice 36,000 of your friends to get their fortunes told in order to make back your initial investment.
Zoltar—Zol, to his fortune-telling buddies—can spit out 16 different fortunes in a creepy voice, or 23 different fortunes on a little slip of paper. My personal favorite? "Help, I'm trapped in a fortune cookie factory." It just works on so many levels.
While we're on the subject, did anyone else go back to watch Big as an adult and find the romantic sub-plot kind of icky? Yeah.
[via SCI FI Tech]
