‘Transparent’ Land Rover hood shows the rubber meeting the road (video)

So far, invisibility systems for cars have been pretty lame or not terrible useful. Land Rover seems to have finally nailed it with the “transparent bonnet” (hood) on its Discover Vision concept car. It works via a heads up display, which projects a see-through view of the road from cameras located in the grill (see the video after the break). That permits a driver navigating in tight quarters to view sharp rocks or other obstacles, and even see the wheels turning below the car. The tech will be on display next week at the New York International Motor Show, and is part of the company’s (apparently see-through) vision for future models.

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My First Time on the World Wide Web

The World Wide Web. It sounds like such a silly thing when you actually spell out those consecutive W’s. Nowadays, we just say “the internet,” but once upon a time the web was a new and exciting thing. It was a massive communications breakthrough that captivated minds both young and old with the promise of an “information superhighway,” and forced us to endure achingly slow dial-up connections.

Last month, the web turned 25 years old. Yes, Tim Berners-Lee’s simple creation has gone on to spawn this digitally connected world we live in: the social networks, mega e-tailers and search engines we all know and depend on today. Things were simpler when the web started out, but we assure you, our early experiences were no less weird.

Terrence O’Brien

I’d certainly had brushes with the internet before the evening of August 24th, 1995, but that’s the first night I signed online with my own account and with a username that belonged to me: Lazycow18. (One that would unfortunately follow me for many, many years.)

While countless others were standing in the streets waiting to pick up Windows 95, I was already enjoying the fruits of Microsoft’s labor. My father had installed a beta version of the operating system on my uncle’s yellowing HP tower and plugged in a 2,400-baud modem from USRobotics. A couple of clicks and a few bursts of static later, and I was on The Microsoft Network — not MSN. It definitely wasn’t the bustling community that AOL had already become, but there was a smattering of others already lurking in chatrooms and posting on message boards. Mostly, people just wanted to talk about Windows 95. We were something of an exclusive club, those of us that signed in on that first official night.

On the TV in the living room, CNN showed people lined up around the block waiting to buy their boxed copy of the software that begged you to “start me up.” They were definitely what you’d call early adopters but we… we were pioneers.

Edgar Alvarez

When I was 13 years old, I had an online girlfriend. After weeks of chatting back and forth on AOL Instant Messenger with this person (let’s call her Lola), we decided to take it to the next level: phone calls. Now, I don’t exactly recall what all of our conversations were about, and that’s probably for the best, but I do know that sometimes Lola and I would talk until 3 or 4 in the morning. We mostly talked about how badly we wanted to meet each other IRL. A relationship of sorts had formed between us and we became exclusive even though neither one of us knew what the other looked like. Sharing pictures wasn’t as easy back then.

Was Lola really 14 years old? Did her looks match her own description? These are things I’ll never know since we never did meet. But I never once doubted that someone was at the other end of the line, despite how enigmatic the whole thing was.

There were the Harrison Ford fansites, perfect for girls like me. There were the game forums where I could bone up on my Sim Tower strategy. Worst of all was the Gone With the Wind fan fiction.

Jamie Rigg

I’d undoubtedly had some exposure beforehand, but my first memorable and impactful experience of the web was an unorthodox one. In March 1998, my dad moved from the UK to Hong Kong for work. I was 12 years old at the time and, as part of new contractual terms, his employer was obligated to spare no expense in keeping us connected. This meant I could fly out as often as I pleased on the company’s bankroll, but also, I was entitled to the latest in telecommunications tech. So, one weekend, an army of technicians piled into my bedroom as if it were a clown car, leaving behind a dual ISDN line (128 kbps), a ThinkPad laptop and a videoconferencing setup I was told was the first home installation in the United Kingdom.

The laptop was for emailing, of course, but I soon graduated to Yahoo chatrooms, StarCraft and everything else an unlimited and fast internet connection had to offer a curious youngster. Most people would laugh at the videoconferencing equipment now. A huge box with a motor-driven camera, many times the size of current-day consoles, sat atop the biggest TV I’d ever seen. You honestly wouldn’t believe the quality of that setup. My dad’s face was a barely defined pink blur most of the time, but he was right there, sitting in front of me, and that’s what mattered. He’s lived and worked all over the world since, and still, at least once a week, we jump on Skype and shoot the shit.

Dana Wollman

Even in the early days of the internet, there was something for everybody. I should know: I was an exceptionally strange kid. There were the Harrison Ford fansites, perfect for girls like me who were too embarrassed to admit they had a crush. (He was born in 1942, eight years before my dad. I mean, ew.) There were the game forums where I could bone up on my SimTower strategy. Worst of all was the Gone With the Wind fan fiction. In fairness, I didn’t write any myself. But as a reader, I was insatiable. It all started innocently enough. Like other girls, I read the book, earmarking my favorite passages — the kissing scenes, if I’m honest. As a shy teenager, I identified with Melanie, but wished I could be Scarlett. Most of all, I wanted a boyfriend like Rhett Butler: tall, darkly handsome, a little bit of a dick, but ultimately a good guy. And if I couldn’t have him, I at least wanted Scarlett to end up with him.

Here’s where things get weird. I downloaded MIDI files with excerpts of the movie soundtrack. I owned a collector’s book showing costume fittings and script revisions. I read the unauthorized sequel, itself a piece of fan fiction, and even identified with the term “Windy.” Then, when there was nothing left to buy, I resorted to fan fiction. Most of it was terrible — cries of “fiddle-dee-dee” every other sentence, and raunchy sex scenes that left little to the imagination (not that I minded). The plot was always predictable too: Scarlett and Rhett end up together, but not before getting into another spat and breaking up again.

At some point, I grew out of it. After dating a Rhett Butler, I fell for a skinny redhead with good manners. And because Netflix doesn’t offer Gone With the Wind online, it’s been years since I’ve seen the movie in its entirety. But in its place have come other obsessions: Monty Python, Mad Men, Breaking Bad and now House of Cards. But if you think I read Frank Underwood erotica, you’ve got me all wrong; I’m building up my gif collection instead.

My favorite online persona was Ellen: a sheltered, gangly 17-year old violin prodigy who struggled with the lead part in Sarasate’s Carmen Fantasy while her family life fell apart.

Kris Naudus

When I was a teenager it was still de rigueur to make fansites. These were basically personal shrines to the things you loved. And what I loved at the time was comic books.

When Wizard magazine printed a short list of songs that mentioned superheroes, I made a site to list every song that referenced superheroes. That site, in turn, got mentioned in Wizard. When one of my favorite comics at the time, Cyberella (which was a sort of Max Headroom-meets-Disney cyberpunk tale), got canceled in 1997, I made a fansite for it complete with timeline and FAQ page. The latter of which got me a slightly annoyed letter from the comic’s artist, Don Cameron, pointing out an error. It was the first letter I’d gotten from a creator about my sites, but not the last.

Philip Palermo

My first hands-on experiences with the web were like those of, I imagine, many high school boys in the mid ’90s: at a friend’s house searching for naughty pics. I’d make up excuses to hang out at my classmate’s house, but honestly, I was there because I was told the World Wide Web was a vast landscape of adult-themed imagery. Or as my friend put it (and I’m paraphrasing a bit): “Dude you can, like, search for famous people and stuff.”

When my parents finally signed up for our own dial-up access, I used my newfound powers to search for a particular celeb: Teri Hatcher. To some, she was Lois Lane on Lois & Clark; to others, she’s… whoever she played on Desperate Housewives. But to me, she’ll always be MacGyver‘s Penny Parker. Unfortunately, I knew next to nothing about finding stuff on the web and my first attempts were complete failures. In desperation, I called my friend and he said he’d find what I wanted. The result? A 1.44MB floppy disk overflowing with two whole images of an… almost fully covered Teri Hatcher.

Yeah, you kids have it so much easier these days.

Chris Velazco

It was 1998, in spring I think. I was in fifth grade, and thanks to my predilection for eavesdropping, I’d managed to discern my scatterbrained mother’s AOL account password. After logging in (cue the preadolescent flopsweat), I’d done it. I’d changed my own account settings to become the functional equivalent of an adult on the internet. Needless to say, things got weird fast.

I lurked in the dens of iniquity better known as AOL chatrooms trying on personas and spinning yarns to elicit responses that a small, bespectacled Asian child could hardly understand. For weeks at a time, I masqueraded as a woman, a wearied pensioner and an adult version of myself. But my favorite online persona was Ellen: a sheltered, gangly 17-year-old violin prodigy who struggled with the lead part in Sarasate’s Carmen Fantasy while her family life fell apart.

I’d come home from school and jump immediately into a chatroom to regale a group of faceless regulars with stories of how I ditched a violin lesson to meet a boy, a decision my fictional parents made me regret. Yes, I was a mildly perverted, preteen asshole. Somewhere along the way though, those trollish tendencies (mostly) evaporated, and I was left with a love of telling tales and picking out the scattered truths when others told theirs. Which may well have led me to where I am today.

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Dropbox will let you split personal and business storage within the same account

If you’re the sort of person that likes to use Dropbox for Business and pleasure, your road has been a bit rough. Up until now, you had to keep them as two separate accounts and switching between the two involved signing out of one and signing into the other. If your dream is to eliminate this painful process and merge the two aspects together, then today is the happiest day of your life: Dropbox is now making it possible to separate both corporate and personal storage options within the same account. This feature has been available to beta testers for quite some time now, but it’s finally available to everyone else.

Additionally, Dropbox also announced that when collaborating with a colleague, you can both look at the same shared document and make tweaks to that file in real-time. The company showed off a Powerpoint presentation shared by two people via Dropbox, in which both people were able to chat with each other and change things without having to re-download the file in the process.

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Dropbox announces Mailbox for Android and Desktop

Dropbox is proclaiming that it’s ready to launch “a new chapter,” but what exactly does that mean for the cloud storage king? In addition to its ability to combine business and personal storage accounts, Dropbox also announced Mailbox for Android, which will be available on Google Play starting today for free. It also showed off a preview of Mailbox for Desktop as well, although it’s not quite ready for primetime yet; if you want to take a peek, it’s available in a limited beta.

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Dyson: ‘A company that doesn’t double its R&D every two years is in trouble’

Sir James Dyson just made a brief appearance in Japan, launching his series of high-end hand-dryers in a region where, according to the founder, people appear to appreciate the design and engineering involved. As the company continues to hone the vacuum cleaners and hand-dryers that made its name (meaning power and less noise, generally), it’s also pushing out in more unusual directions — like collaborating with Imperial College on robotic R&D. It’s also still substantially growing its development facilities. According to Sir Dyson: “We’re obviously expanding what we do, although we love vacuum cleaners and hand-dryers, surprisingly,” cracking a smile.

“We’re doubling the size [of R&D]… we already have within the last two years and we’re going to double again. Partly we want to make extra products, but in order to be competitive, globally, you have to have better technology than all your competitors.” He added that competition is global: Japan, Korea, the US, Germany, India, South America — it’s now “everywhere.” Many tech companies are similarly folding money into R&D, including Apple, Samsung, even those in tough times, like Nintendo. Dyson sees it in far stricter term: “A company that doesn’t double its R&D team every two years, I think, is in trouble.”

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