So there I was, alone in the mens’ room at the end of a long night of drinking, standing at the thermochromic urinal wall, when suddenly a simple solution to Fermat’s Theorem popped into my head.
I quickly started “writing” my solution on the colorful wall, moving over as each block of mathematical equations was completed.
As I finished the last line of my proof, edged against the far wall, I looked back at my masterwork, which would surely win me academic acclaim, worldwide fame, and likely enough more women than I could easily handle.
The bright yellow equations were fading into orange, then red, then purple, then disappeared into the blue of the room-temperature wall. And I was too drunk to remember what I had just written.
Never again will I leave home without my pad of Post-It notes and a sharpened pencil.
May 4th, 2011 at 8:49 am
No matter how new-age it may be its still just an oldschool tough urinal.
May 4th, 2011 at 8:50 am
I say cool. Kinda like being able to write your name in the snow in July.
May 4th, 2011 at 9:52 am
Very 1960’s. Shrooms and peeing in a psychedelic toilet man….
May 4th, 2011 at 11:11 am
Cool, that’s even better the waterfall wall urinals.
May 4th, 2011 at 11:50 am
So there I was, alone in the mens’ room at the end of a long night of drinking, standing at the thermochromic urinal wall, when suddenly a simple solution to Fermat’s Theorem popped into my head.
I quickly started “writing” my solution on the colorful wall, moving over as each block of mathematical equations was completed.
As I finished the last line of my proof, edged against the far wall, I looked back at my masterwork, which would surely win me academic acclaim, worldwide fame, and likely enough more women than I could easily handle.
The bright yellow equations were fading into orange, then red, then purple, then disappeared into the blue of the room-temperature wall. And I was too drunk to remember what I had just written.
Never again will I leave home without my pad of Post-It notes and a sharpened pencil.
May 4th, 2011 at 3:23 pm
How do you keep all the iPhone users from touching it with their fingers?
May 5th, 2011 at 10:02 am
It’s a little disgusting, but not nearly as disgusting as feces that changes color:
http://news.discovery.com/tech/rainbow-poo-110426.html