After siring sci-fi satirist Kurt Vonnegut Jr, Kurt Vonnegut Sr dabbled in tobacco smoking, pipe cleaning and innovation. The result: this patent for an easily-cleanable, tubular-stemmed tobacco pipe for “a maximum of digital cleanliness”. That means clean fingers. [Atlantic]
Scientists have discovered that they can coax a tobacco plant into growing temporary solar cells by injecting it with a genetically engineered virus. Freaky, but the process may provide us with cheaper synthetic photovoltaic cells once quirks are sorted out. More »
Put down that e-cigar, Mark! The FDA has ruled that electronic cigarettes, cigars, and similar devices contain known carcinogens and slammed them for being marketed to younger age groups. More »
We appreciate a good electronic cigar, but we never imagined that we could roll our own with USB storage. More »
Electronic cigarettes are OK. But when you need to tell the world that your tobacco habit is tops, you need an electronic cigar.
In an era when smokers are subjected to the hostile smoking environment of…fresh air…our friends at Philip Morris are ready to accommodate those looking to expedite the process stepping outside. They’ve packed the same amount of nicotine goodness into a smaller package—think of it as the iPod Nano of the lifespan cigarette world.
In order to promote safe sex among India’s prostitutes, Hindustan Latex Ltd has developed “paan-flavored” condoms—making a man’s…cigar…resemble the tasty Indian treat of betel nuts and spices wrapped in tobacco leaves. At first you might say, “Sign me up!!” And we can certainly understand the enthusiasm. But are these prophylactics missing the point?
After all, don’t we all smell like tobacco after a good night of partying anyway? I always considered that odoriferous menthol coating on your skin to be free with the purchase of enough drinks—a sort of invisible car freshener for your body, or 25-cent bowling bathroom cologne without the need for spare change.
I remember when taking a girl to a bar and getting her drunk used to mean something—and condoms were something you just pretended to wear. But give me a tobacco AND tequila AND rufie flavored condom…and that’s a complete night on the town. [hindlatex via theregister] More »
