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For those of you still stuck in the 20th century, Mark W. Tilden is the creator of the wildly popular Robosapien V2, Robopet, Roboraptor, and the original Robosapien. Mr. Tilden described himself to us as “Blade Runner without the VanGelis soundtrack” and we couldn’t agree more – his robotic toys are the work of a mad scientist whose specialized genius is taking over the world in the most fun way possible. So what does the “Father of Robosapien” want for Christmas this year? We asked, and a self-propelled sentient messenger tube just arrived from his HSF (that’s Hovering Space Fortress) with his wish list attached:
Hey GadgetMadness. Nice to hear from you.
Hum, my xmas list…
– A stack of Matrix write-once 8gig fuselink NAND SD cards so I can finally offload my bulky DVD collection onto something portable and permanant.
– A color holographic battlechess board with quad-D sound system (my black and white one flickers).
– One long thin thing with lumps on.
– A full custom black leather harness set for my RoboRaptor Ididarod sleigh team.
– The complete DVD collections of I CLAUDIUS, YES MINISTER, YES PRIME MINISTER, and SPITTING IMAGE. (I understand that there’s also a decent BATTLESTAR GALLACTICA series now?)
– A 400 foot yacht with *two* heliports so I don’t have to move the Rutan Starcraft when Brook and the girls need to take the jetcopter shopping.
– a few more funny home movies featuring my robots.
– an altruistic flock of intelligent solar powered surfboards.
– a plazma cannon that won’t stall the air conditioning on my assault megasapien.
– Peace on earth (I command you!)
– a Blackberry phone with a 45 inch screen that still fits in your pocket.
– a giant-squid nose piercing kit. You heard me.
And last but not least…
– one portable space elevator in candycane colors for the holidays.
…Aaaaaaaaand, that’s all I can think of right now. A humble list to be sure, but here on my hovering space fortress we have little need of material possesions.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go beat my manservant Kang for overfeeding the peacock.
Merry Crimbo.
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