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Chugulug Drinks Factory: If Rube Goldberg Were an Underage Girl You Wanted to Get Drunk
Posted by Mark Wilson at 1:15 AM on November 16, 2008
Any old idiot can use a shaker to mix his drink of choice, but it takes a supreme idiot to assemble and operate the Chugulug Drinks Factory. A series of interchangeable tubes connect a variety of specialised compartments (such as the Ice Chamber and Vortex Funnel) to mix and chill your drink through a 10-or-so step process that looks utterly impossible to clean. Then again, at just $US38, it wouldn't make the worst self-deprecating centerpiece for your next soiree. [BoyStuff via Nerd Approved]
Similar to other drunk-calculating iPhone apps, Last Call determines how smashed you are by your weight and how many drinks you've knocked back. However, unlike all those other apps, it's free, it also calculates your drunkenness by the specific type of alcoholic beverage you've consumed, and it gives you options on what to do next now that you're super drunk. If you've had a few too many drinks to drive, you can press a button on the app that'll call a taxi for you. And if you've disregarded the taxi button, there's another button that'll help you to find a local lawyer for when you get that DUI, tsk tsk. [
This hand-sewn floppy disk coaster set will put you back $US28 for stain-free coffee-table goodness for the neat-freak nerd. Available in five colours, it'll also make you reminisce for the times you sat there for forty minutes, inserting floppy disk after floppy disk to install Microsoft Office 6.0. At least you won't have to worry about those drink stains when you are sitting in front of the televsion Election Night, with your ol' friend Jack Daniels, choosing between celebration or consolation. It's a shame they also don't cure hangovers for a bright and early day at work Wednesday morning! [
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Remember that time in Star Wars when R2-D2 shot out the lightsaber to Luke Skywalker? Yeah, well the only problem with that scene was that lightsabers don't freaking exist. And until they do, robots of the future must be retrofitted with the next best thing—copious amounts of booze. (Which, as we see in this picture, is something that certain cast members of the ill-fated show Firefly can appreciate). 
When we want to be stronger, smarter and better looking, we just head into our secret wine cellar vault. Encapsulated in brushed aluminium, the environment is temperature and humidity controlled as our 1,500 bottles of "super juice" sit safely on the redwood racks. And given the included PC database to keep our collection straight, the only thing we're missing is a spot to sob in the fetal position under the stream of a cold shower—our special power of choice. The vault will run you US$27,995; the hangover is free. Here's a look inside (we're clothed in the shot):
Just because you have a baby at home doesn't mean that your partying days must come to an end. Fortunately, mothers that like to go out on Saturday nights and have a few drinks can prevent passing boob booze onto their kid using a system called Milkscreen. Basically, Milkscreen is a litmus test that screens breast milk for alcohol that could have a negative impact on a baby's health. The whole thing seems a little weird in a contentiously irresponsible sort of way, but I suppose it is better to be safe than have a drunken baby on your hands. Available for US$20 for a large pack.[
Man has long been attempting to combine the destructive vices of gambling and alcohol. Now, with the US$60 Slot Machine Drink Dispenser, our fuzzy dreams can become a reality. We can just pull the lever and watch as our favourite cocktail drops into a glass. Storing up to 1.5L of liquid at a time, it's a jackpot that could strike twice—hopefully not all over your shoes. [
Why get drunk on cheap booze when you can get drunk on cheap booze that actually tastes good? That is the question Jon Sarriugarte asked himself when he and a buddy set out to solve the problem of how to artificially age brandy. Inspired by a single sentence in a book from the 1930s, they decided that electric current would do the trick. Fortunately, John already had a luminous transformer in his basement (don't we all), and he proceeded to pump 15,000 volts into a glass of bitter brandy. To his surprise, the taste had mellowed considerably.
