From the “Now I’ve seen EVERYTHING” files:
I was out looking for cool stuff to dazzle you with.
I mean, here at “RR,” we’re all about living off-grid and being self-sufficient. After all, we’re building homes out of Shipping Containers (ISBUs), recycling garbage to use as building materials, and re-using anything we can find, to keep the costs down. It’s about living comfortably, but responsibly. We heat our water using the sun. We power our homes with photovoltaic panels, and even hot air! ![]()
And, there’s no shortage of hot air around here! Why? Well, because I’m the resident “guru” of… um…er… never mind!
Okay… I know that my “sparkling wit” and my endless parading of my vast intellect keeps you entertained for about um… er… three seconds… but…
And speaking of, um… “Butts;”
Design gets very literal in this toilet made from poop!
Man, you’d think that they would have thought about using a different color. Yuck.
There’s a rule in inventing stuff that “form should follow function.” And, it seems that Virginia Gardiner is a follower of that rule. She’s devised an energy generating toilet that is actually made from poop.
Now, I know what you’re thinking! Ewwwwww! (I know, I know… I’m thinkin it too!)
Virgina has developed a pooper that transforms human waste into a highly valued commodity… energy.
(Hey, I coulda called it something else. In fact… Nah, never mind.)
That’s right, this toilet creates energy.
No, I’m not talking about “methane…” Keep it to yourself, smarty-pants! This is a “family show…”
DO NOT LOOK AT THE FOLLOWING DIAGRAM!
Like you don’t poop, too? Ah, stop complaining! I told you not to look! What a bunch of whiners!
Anyway… Virginia calls it a “LooWatt.” And she says that it’s a low cost, mechanical commode that has a green streak running thru it.
(Note from Editors wife: “Okay, enough talking about “streaks,” this is getting gross…”)
Where was I? Oh yeah… Users of the LooWatt are urged to trade in their um… er… “recyclables” for biofuel. She says that this trade will enhance and sponsor community (urban) infrastructures that will encourage proper waste disposal, minimize water-borne illnesses, and provide a regular source of energy.
(But only if you eat your fiber regularly, huh?)
See? Made you look TWICE! Ha! Just wanted to prove that I didn’t make it up!
Where did an idea like this come from?
Well, some would claim that Virginia has um… er…(say it with me…) poop on the brain. But… she’s just looking for a solution to that 40% of the population that lives without toilets. That’s right, she’s trying to help people in Mississippi. And Alabama. Oh, and quite possibly the Ozarks! Wait… that’s not it…
According to Dwell Magazine (a mag I heartily endorse); “Virginia sought to provide a solution for the 40% of the world’s population that lives without toilets.”
It’s a toilet targeted at the third world, folks. In many developing countries the installation of sewage systems is just about impossible, and we all know that improper waste disposal spreads devastating waterborne illnesses that afflict millions. Hell, around were, we can’t go into the Gulf after it rains because all the sewers back up and then outflow into the water.
But, some of the three-eyed fish are really cool lookin! And tasty!
What in the world was she thinking? Well… It seems that this toilet is designed to solve the global sanitation crisis by creating a new infrastructure.
Finally, I’ll have proof that I’m the “King of Crap!”
The “LooWatt” composting toilet is molded from 90% horse dung.
Yep, horse poop. I’m thinking probably those Budweiser Clydesdales, or their Belgian cousins. Why? Because if this toilet is gonna solve 40% of the world’s poop problem, by making toilets outta horsecrap… you’re gonna need some BIGGGG horses to start with. I’m starting to think that this is one a those “corn ethanol” schemes.
“Look, I don’t care if you’re starving… If we don’t feed the horses, you can’t crap. Period. Just deal with it!”
“But… if I don’t eat, I can’t crap anyway! Whaaa?”
The toilet has a built-in biodegradable lining that stores excrement in a sealed, odor-free container. Once the toilet is full, the user takes the poo package to an outdoor biodigestor, which in exchange provides a free source of biofuel for cooking.
Whaaaaat? Okay, now that’s just gross. I gotta starve so a horse can eat enough to mold a pooper outta it’s poop. Then… I have to collect MY poop, and then carry it off to the marketplace, so I can barter it off for “predigested” biofuel, to cook with? Nuh-uh! I’d rather poop in a hole!
According to experts, the LooWatt has been exhibited around the world, was awarded an honorable mention from the AIGA Aspen Design Challenge, and was a finalist in the Buckminster Fuller Challenge.
Me thinks they were pushing this “exhibit” stuff a bit too far. There are just some things I DON’T want to see!
Okay… so that’s why my “Bubba Box Corten Castle” design didn’t win. It wasn’t worth um… er… “poop.”
If you think this “haul your poop outta the toilet and take it downtown…” is a good idea, well… you’re probably nuts. But, in a way (okay, you REALLY have to look for it) it makes some sense. Not MY kinda sense, but I’m not exactly the smartest person on the planet. After all, I do live in Mississippi, and I did have another kid, at 50. See? Not too bright!
The people at LooWatt would like you to know that if you’d like to help push the project along, a small donation will net you your very own “poo gem” – a dodecahedron molded from horse manure (makes a swell paperweight, gift or toy!). Yeah that’s just what I need sitting on the mantle…
“What’s this, Ronin?”
“Well, it’s a… um…er… you really don’t wanna know. But I put it up here because Joshua kept trying to put it in his mouth!”
Hey, pony up a bit more cash, and it’ll net you a lovely deer-head candle holder – just the thing to brighten dungy dingy interior spaces.
Ah man… I’m holding out for one of those “singing fish,” made outta poo-poo. At least they sound like they’re made outta crap!
But, I’ve gotta draw this post to a close. You go off and think about what we’ve learned here… whatever that was!
Me? I’m gonna go eat some more broccoli. I’ve got some tradin to do…
“What? MY poop is worth way more than YOUR poop. Aren’t you paying attention? I’m the KING OF CRAP! I’m gonna need three bags of biofuel if you wanna trade!”
And I thought that “Carbon Trading” was crazy…























Bye Bye Mikey…
28 JunOkay…
After watching an almost endless loop of “Thriller” video clips, I’m wondering what everyone else is thinking.
I for one, am sad to anyone die before their time. But, I suspect that Michael Jackson had been courting his death for a long time, prior to this.
His family tried to get him into rehab for drug abuse. Morphine always catches up to you, no matter how many times you look over your shoulder at it, as you “run away…”
The prosecutors in California tried to put him into prison, for being “not normal,” to put it politely.
And from watching the spectacle that was Michael’s life… Michael didn’t exactly live on this planet, huh?
His music… well, that tried to put him a step above everyone else, and many would say that he succeeded.
Like many people my age, I grew up listening to Jackson amaze us with his talent, as he slowly slipped away from us… as his eccentricities and ailments made him more and more reclusive. In a way, he was my generation’s Howard Hughes.
Regardless of how you feel about him as a person, he was a musical genius. And, that’s the way I want to try and remember him. To remember him as “Wacko Jacko,” or a deviant, or someone I couldn’t trust around my kids… well… that’d just make me sick. And, there’s already enough sickness in the world. So, I’m just gonna get caught up in the “where was I when?” memories that all those video marathons are helping me relive. It’s just easier.
Hey, if nothing else, watching your relatives and creditors try to destroy each other as they try to loot your estate should prove interesting…
I just hope that somebody steps up, to look after your kids. They’re the “innocents” that I wanna see protected from the media hurricane that is about to engulf them.
It makes you think, doesn’t it?
“What if I was to drop dead tomorrow? Who’d take care of the kids?”
Man… what a tragedy…
A while back, Billy Mays ran his mouth about how “he was more famous than the King of Pop.”
Just goes to show you… You should never mess with “The Gloved One.”Or, he might give you the finger…
Well, Mikey, at least you did SOMETHING right…