Tuesday, February 3, 2009

8008 Typed in a calculator spells BOOB.

How often have we found ourselves needing to know the time and also needing to know the square of pi? Or having to add large numbers? Enter the calculator watch. Many of us remember this gem from our childhood. I remember it being banned from math classes for it's wonderful ability to gives us a leg up on tests. These days it simply hasn't been able to keep pace with today's current math curriculum but I still find myself longing for the good ole days of slyly clicking away beneath my desk checking the likes of 455*999. Tonight when I saw it on a recent episode of my favorite show, my those happy memories were reignited and I promptly picked up my laptop and began my search. I found many results including one that appeared promising.

http://www.uncrate.com/men/style/watches/paul-frank-calculator-watch/



But there was one product that caught my eye.




I'm pretty certain it is love at first site. These are keepers... Not necessarily practical but I can not seem to pull my eyes away. I must have both. One for practical purposes such as telling time and adding up spots on the ceiling or times I space out during the day... and one merely because it is awesome. It it is a necessary complement to my awesomeness. :)


These days the calculator watch no longer says "I live in my mom's basement." It's no longer for the geeks and pocket-protecting patrons. Oh no. The market has expanded. It's now in the Retro market. I'm there.

3 comments:

Jennie said...

ROFL...you are so weird yet funny! The things you find to post about! I dare you to take on that "Miankini" thing!

Christy said...

Tool.

Kimberley said...

If I'm a tool I am tarp as a shack. Honestly that was my first thought. That and if I'm a tool I wanna be a hammer.. haha.