Boston Dynamics continues to “improve” its Big Dog robot. Not content with giving it an arm for a head that can throw cinder blocks, the Pentagon has asked for the Big Dog to be more quiet. Also bulletproof. OH GOODY. The LS3 Support System, better known to robophiles (as in people who like robots, not our own admittedly highly loveable Robopanda) as “Big Dog”, just got an extra ten million in funding from DARPA. Why? Within the general scope of work of Phase 2, the modification adds additional tasks to the contract for the development of an enhanced version of the LS3 system with increased reliability and usability, enhanced survivability against small arms fire and a quiet power supply to support stealthy tactical operations. Just to review, Big Dog can already do this:
As you may know, milk is what’s best for business. Here’s a clip of Triple H and Stephanie McMahon having breakfast and getting confrontational about its lack of milk, because they can’t even have a meal with asserting dominance over somebody. Steph loses in the end, but frankly she’s lucky H didn’t flip the table and attack her with a sledgehammer.
The Tampa Bay Rays, like the Yankees, Orioles and Blue Jays, have been eliminated from contention in the American League East, because the Boston Red Sox steamrolled their way to the current 8-game lead and the division crown. But the Rays at least have their hopes set on a Wild Card berth and right now things are looking pretty good with a 1.5 game lead over the Texas Rangers, who have lost 7 of their last 10. But that still doesn’t mean Tampa can let up, which was evident in the Rays current three-game winning streak that has all but eliminated the Orioles from Wild Card contention. On Friday night, though, the Rays were locked in an 18-inning duel with the O’s and at some point the crazy train showed up to the station, as Luke Scott and Co. got a little crazy in the dugout.
I’ve never watched Gator Boys on Animal Planet, because I’m afraid of alligators and I don’t know for certain or not if they have the ability to crawl through my TV like the little girl from The Ring. But I golf quite often and any time I see a gator, I usually run about 20,000 feet in the other direction. So even though this gator that they recently rescued from a driving range was a little on the small side, seeing it spin in circles with its mouth open wide like it was about to bite the big guy’s hand off? No thanks, man. No thanks.
