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By using a glass tube bent upward with a ball of mercury inside, a cheap level can be built. Lectrodes along the length of the tube connect the circuit when the bead is on them and make the motor spin in one way or the other to level the picture. An attachment can be made to the picture frame to shine
a red light from behind the frame onto the wall when the device runs low on batteries.
Please don't replicat this idea without my express permission. You can reach me at superlou@comcast.net
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//Please don't replicat this idea without my express permission. You can reach me at superlou@comcast.net// |
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Only ideas concerning steering wheel spikes get replicated here. |
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Your e-mail add. would be better shelved on your user page. |
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Welcom to the 'bakery Sup-dave. |
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sorry SuperLou, we are all replicating this as we speak. croissant to you. as thingy above said, your email is best kept on your account page. |
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I hope you're not asking us not to replicate the idea under the notion that it preserves your patent rights. Your post here voids all patent rights you might have had everywhere in the world except in the U.S. In the U.S. you have one year from the date of first publication to file the patent application. |
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'straiten themselves'. Hmmm... Dire Straiten perhaps. |
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Why do pictures move, anyway? I can explain their movement in my house, as the cleaner has a sight defect, so when she leaves all the pictures have a slight left-hand-downness about them, but why do they move when not touched? |
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underground trains? they can shift stuff. ghosts - of course! or middle-of-the-night humans staggering about still slightly squiffy? |
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Why do they move? I'd guess it's due to Vernon doing gravity research in his basement. Poor guy is sitting there not seeing any results, and all the while tilting pictures half a world away. |
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No, It is abhi! Glorious! |
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...and a crooked sixpence, come to that. Made crooked by being runover by a tram before I was born... Supposedly. |
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Didn't this idea already appear in Mad Magazine? |
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[quarterbaker] It's just the weight of Vernon's prose that's doing it. |
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Although this is a tremendous idea, and fully in the spirit of the Halfbakery, I'm a little concerned about all this mercury. After all, it was mercury compounds in the wallpaper that killed Napoleon, and also made the Mad Hatter mad. I would like a version in which the level-detector operates the forward/reverse lever of a small steam engine. |
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The steam would remove the wallpaper, and the mercury is still in the level detector, sooooo... |
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Use a condensing engine; no steam escapes. |
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What, and lose that satisfying 'whoosh' at the end of the stroke? |
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You can't have it both ways! |
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The mercury could always be replaced with non-congealing custard. |
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The power could be provide by a sterling engine that is powered by the presence of art on one side of the frame and the absence of it on the other. The differential would power the engine until the objective sense of wonder from the art wears off. |
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Problem is the absence of art is very hard to determine. Many people have won art prizes and distinguished awards for what appears to me to be a complete absence of it. |
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If it's a watercolor, use a steam engine, if it's an oil painting, use a diesel. |
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waugsqueke: Maybe the prizes were awarded to peices with an absence of art as part of a cunning plan to drive sterling engines ... |
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ectoplasm? spirits? ghosts? Fair enough... but 'proven', well, that's going a bit too far. |
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It is baked(or at least half-baked) in one of those fake humor "advertisements" in an old Mad Magazine, If my memory serves me correctly. |
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