117 (Soft Targets)

So, I went to the Art Store today to buy some Sculpey™. When I was a kid Sculpey™ was my main Robot Producing Medium (RPM). You know how in some houses (usually of your less-fun friends) you'd find shelves buckling under the weight of tacky ceramic figurines of children who look like they've had their souls surgically removed and replaced with sacks of too-old candy corn (you know exactly what I'm talking about) - well, that was my old house, except instead of mail-order figurines it was a legion of tiny Sculpey™ robots forged by yours truly. And dinosaurs. And monsters (you know, so they could fight*). Well, guess what: Sculpey™ is still awesome, and I still love it, and I will continue to use its proper, capitalized brand name instead of calling it "polymer clay." You're welcome Polyform Products Company. What was the point of this? Oh right - I want to make Daily Robot Christmas ornaments this year. Let me know in the comments if you think that is an awesome idea (hint: they would look better than this robot because they would have santa hats and take me more than half an hour to do).




*you can't play with baked Sculpey™, it just breaks and then your mom has to superglue the pieces back together but it's never quite right and it eats away at you to this day.

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By Mo Martin

The technology to move mind from one body to the next, even to constructed forms, started as medicine, enjoyed a brief century of being a fad, and settled into society as a punishment. "Dangerous" men and women were placed in soft, rounded, tiny forms, their personalities encrypted on infinitesimally small microchips. Some roused the ancient cry of "Cruel and Unusual", but conveniently, cruelty always happens to someone else. Unusual and Usual is just a matter of time.