Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Just What You Always Wanted
(This has previously been posted this in a friend's scarpbook on orkut, but I'm reprinting here because I'm too lazy to think of anything original to write.)
A year or so ago, we got this nifty thing at work where you can (among other things) scan people's faces and load the data into a milling machine to make masks that get used in cancer radiation therapy.
So, what better use to put this technology to than to make creepy death masks! A colleague retired last Friday and he was presented with one of these things; a carved jarrah replica of his face: eyes closed, mouth slightly twisted. It looked as if had suffered a mercifully quick death, if not a peaceful one. "Oh" he said, and then again, "oh". Then he was presented with what was presumably the rough draft made out of plaster or something. "You can hang it in the toilet", someone said brightly. "Ah" said he.
I'm not sure what the moral of this story is, but I don't think the ol' gold watch is any danger of being superceded.
A year or so ago, we got this nifty thing at work where you can (among other things) scan people's faces and load the data into a milling machine to make masks that get used in cancer radiation therapy.
So, what better use to put this technology to than to make creepy death masks! A colleague retired last Friday and he was presented with one of these things; a carved jarrah replica of his face: eyes closed, mouth slightly twisted. It looked as if had suffered a mercifully quick death, if not a peaceful one. "Oh" he said, and then again, "oh". Then he was presented with what was presumably the rough draft made out of plaster or something. "You can hang it in the toilet", someone said brightly. "Ah" said he.
I'm not sure what the moral of this story is, but I don't think the ol' gold watch is any danger of being superceded.
