The iRing...

cool!

Has anyone heard of it? [or am I the only idiot?..]

http://www.yankodesign.co...your-ipod/
http://www.architectradur...g/#respond


iRing Controls Your iPod
Posted by Yanko Design in Accessories, All Archive, Technology
September 4, 2007 2:11 am, 70545 Views

With a stylish design and wireless Bluetooth connectivity with your iPod and iPhone, the iRing allows you to control playback and volume on any of your Apple media devices. iRing features a bright OLED status display with touch-sensitive function strip, and a rechargeable battery life of up to 2 days. Conveniently recharge your iRing using the included cradle. Its minimal size and unique ring-lock mechanism make it an ideal companion for charging and storing your iRing.
Designer: Victor Soto

This is sort of scary to me. I'll pass.

Are you scared of technology? Or of the idea of having Prince so close to yourself/your body?

Twinkly1 said:

Flo6 said:

Oh, I'm found out... no, not afraid of Prince (at least I don't think so)....more afraid of the concept of a "band" of any type -- emitting electronic waves...sounds too much like branding and I don't mean in the copywrite sense; dare I say in the Bible and/or big brother sense.

I know, commercialism creeping into every inch of our lives, into our very bodies, pores and selves... if that's what you mean, indeed, it's scary.

But then, that's the way great concepts & products are developed imo, which I like to call 'progress'.
Just my take on it...

Twinkly1 said:

I missed your Big Brother reference: as far as controlling our personal info & lives, I think this ring wouldn't change anything or worsen the situation. It's too late already: govts & corporations do have all our personal data at their fingertips already.

Flo6 said:

Yes that is what I mean -- creeping into every inch..-- And, you are absolutely right its already here; I just don't like it that close to me. I'm not afraid of technology, generally, its really the concept of putting somthing in me or on me -- for example, I do have a cell phone, but I don't like eating food cooked in a microwave. Does that sound crazy?








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Er... I'm not sure I fully grasp your comparison of the use of a cell phone and of a microwave...
But I understand the discomfort at the idea of invasion of your personal space.

Anyway I still think the ring is better than a microchip implanted in your brain!
Someone around here once mentioned a microchip that could be embedded in our body that would distribute Prince music and do all sorts of little things, like sending an electric shock if we try to share freely the material and the like!
Thank god we are not there yet!

Twinkly1 said:

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No thanks

Tame said:

"there's no need to fear me" Twinkly1

Nice pic!
That's what he says in SHOE, doesn't he?..

Orange123 said:

Flo6 said:

I know U're out there
I can feel Ur eyes on me
Seen that face a 1000 times
If only in my dreams

I know U really want me
I can feel Ur hands on me
I really wanna touch U 2
In a way I'm much 2 shy 2 speak

And even though
I'm all alone
4 what it's worth
U're somewhere here on Earth

And I like it

I know U're out there
I can feel U getting closer 2 me
I'm just wondering what U're waiting 4
U know I am free

In this digital age, U could just page me
I know it's a rage, but it just don't engage me
I like the face to face
Do you want 2 do this at Urs, or my place?

It's been so long
Since I been with somebody
Like a million years
Now U're here on Earth

U're here, U're here

Somewhere here on Earth
And I like it, I like it

Listen..

I know U hear me
Like a whisper in Ur ear
U don't have to fear me
U'r everything I hold so dear

I know U already love me
U're probably just 2 cool 2 say
Somebody somewhere put U down
But that's ok, that's ok

Cuz whenever U feel
It's time 2 heal
No, no more
As long as I'm here on Earth

I could see thieves trying to steal that ring off a person's finger, or what about when your hand get wet or it rains. Eventually the doctors would find out they cause arthritis or cancer or something.

Thanks for the confirmation!

Orange123 said:

Thieves? Well, what about your cell phone and every other little tech gadget that we walk around with?
Rain? C'mon, designers are not stupid, they'll work that one out.

Dayclear said:

I would lose that so easily.
I'd probably take it off to wash my hands and leave it in a public restroom.

Orange123 said:

This must be what it looks like
when someone still needs closure.

wildgoldenhoney said:

no thats what it looked like in the houston data center.

the ring of fire is something you either pass through or you dont.

those who dont make it usually have to wait a few days for another chance.

Orange123 said:

THE SILVERSMITH

God, please take this from me," I cried as I sat crumpled over at my desk. I straightened myself and tried to stop the sobs that were shaking through my body. I looked into the mirror above my desk. My face was streaked with tears and my dull eyes were puffy and red. Another heaving wave of sobs shook through me and I fell in a heap to the floor, my hand over my aching heart.

For some time, I had felt God calling me to come higher. Not really knowing how to get there, I began asking Him to remove every evil thing from my heart. Since I was considered a "good Christian girl," I subconsciously didn't expect my heart to harbor anything displeasing to the Lord. Now I realized that there were things in my life --old habits, wrong mindsets, bad thought patterns-- that can't stand the purging of the Holy Spirit. Having never been under conviction this strongly, it was all I could to do weep as I lay dumbfounded and ashamed on the floor.

Suddenly, a vision flashed before my eyes, and as clearly as I saw the vibrant threads of the rug beneath me, I saw myself in a one-room stone building. An iron anvil stood in the center of the room with hammers and tools covering the workbenches and walls. A large iron crucible sat in the far right corner of the room with a smokestack extending through the ceiling. Two empty stools sat by the crucible. A man stood with his back to me, hunched over the pot, heating its contents. He was absorbed in his work and didn't seem to notice his visitor. I stood still in my tracks, not sure of what I was experiencing. I could see over the man's broad shoulder into the contents of the melting pot. He was stirring liquid silver with a long iron rod as the impurities rose to the surface. A mysterious atmosphere surrounded the man and his pot that overcame my fear and drew me to him. I tried not to disturb him as he strained the residue from the liquid's surface.

He put the fire out from beneath the pot to let it cool, then turned to look at me. "Ah, I have been expecting you!" he said, as he held out his calloused, yet gentle hand. His face was kind, and smile sincere. The deep-set wrinkles across his forehead suggested that he had seen many sorrows, but his eyes depicted another story. They were bright blue and full of joy, warmth, and life. It was as if he held eternity in his eyes. They seemed magnetic and I could not break contact with them. I recognized his eyes and I felt like I had known him forever. Could this man be...? I dismissed the thought from my mind. Surely it was impossible. "I am the Refiner and Purifier of silver, and I have been anticipating your visit." The realization of Who He was hit me and I stood before Him speechless. Seeing that I was frozen in my path, He came and stood beside me. He made me feel like a tiny child as He draped His massive arm around my shoulder. "Come, my child," he said. "Let me show you around my workshop."

He took me to His workbench where he hammered and pounded the silver. He showed me the molds into which he poured the purified silver. He then showed me some of the things He had crafted: everything from sharp tools and swords to delicate jewelry. Finally, He led me back to the iron crucible where He reheated the silver that had cooled earlier in the pot. "When you gave me permission to search your heart, you didn't know what you were asking, did you?" He asked as He went about His task. The question made me feel very small. I didn't answer, just hung my head. "Purifying a man's heart is no different than purifying silver. The silver is put over a fire to soften it. As heat passes through the metal, the impurities, called sludge, cannot stand the heat and are forced to the surface. As they appear, they are strained from the silver. Then, the silver is briefly allowed to cool, only to be heated again. This process is repeated until the silver is completely pure. Only at this stage am I able to mold and form the silver into whatever purpose I have predestined. Your heart is exactly like this. If you wish to be a vessel used in My Kingdom, you must allow he fire to burn in your heart and allow me to cleanse you from all unrighteousness. Impurities are then removed from you like sludge is strained from silver."

"But Lord," I asked meekly, "how do You know when the silver has been completely purified?" He smiled warmly.

"That's a fair question. You see, when I am heating the silver over the fire, I can never leave the pot for a second. If I leave it too long, the silver will ruin. If I do not heat it long enough, the silver would be very weak when I tried to use it. I know that the silver is completely pure when I can see my reflection in it."

And the vision ended as quickly as it had begun. I laid motionless on the floor, not wanting it to end. I sat up slowly and pulled myself to the chair in front of my desk. As I looked into the mirror, I noticed my eyes had changed from a listless green to a bright, vibrant blue, and, for just a moment, I caught a glimmer of the Man's gentle face in my reflection.