I have never seen or tried this product (G-Form iPad sleeve), nor can I vouch for the veracity of this video, but I love the way the construct this contraption to drop a 12lb bowling ball directly on to an iPad, destroying one test iPad in the process.
This iPad case is butt ugly in screaming yellow (also comes in other colors) and uses some sort of foam technology that expands back when compressed. In another video, they drop 2 iPads out of an airplane. Pretty cool.
We put this in the “worst dads” category just for fun. Pity this poor guy who drops his daughter as he tries to snag a foul ball, and then misses it! The YouTube video has over 2,000,000 views. It will be hard for him to live this one down, but as one commenter said, think of the negotiating power his daughter will have one day when she wants to borrow the car: “Dad, remember the time you dropped me to catch a ball.”
The video is pretty cute. The daughter is not a baby and doesn’t get hurt, and she’s laughing and smiling minutes after. The network commentators go pretty hard on the poor dad though.
February 11, 2011 – 12:43 AM
I had a run-in with a basketball the other day at my son’s basketball practice. It was a freak accident where an errant ball came straight down on an unsuspecting thumb while I was engaged in some scintillating discussion of which I now have no memory. The shock and pain were so intense I had to stand up and sit down literally three times just to occupy the rest of my body lest I roll into writhing fetal position on the gym floor.
Two days later, I still can’t button my own shirts. I have, of course, been whining about my sudden infirmity to my kids. In the car, hearing again of my challenges, my 6 year old boy had wise words of advice, “Daddy, just use your other hand. That’s what I do. I use my right hand because my left hand doesn’t work that good.”
January 15, 2011 – 4:27 AM
Yesterday, after pickup of our two kids, we drove down an alley behind the high school attached to our kids urban elementary school. Mostly unhidden in a doorway, were two teenagers locked in a long kiss and passionate, yet still only PG, embrace. I commented, “Mommy and Daddy used to be like that, making out on the street.”
My six year old responded, “Yes, but that was a very long time ago.”
I stopped the car and gave him his very first spanking of his life. Seriously, we all laughed
January 15, 2011 – 3:55 AM
We won’t even let our kids talk about Christmas presents until Thanksgiving. Here’s a family for whom that rule would be triply important. Their 4 year old is calling 911 to fink on dad about being “naughty.” Luckily, this story doesn’t have a tragic ending; it’s just a case of a kid being upset with his father, but we’d sleep with one eye open if we had a child who was calling 911 to turn us in.