Some wealthy benefactor sends you a letter stating that he/she will finance you in any research & development project you desire. Provided it’s frivolous. The benefactor already supports many charitable organizations and has a few million lying around to help the average Jo(e) fulfill his/her wildest dream. No idea is too crazy.
[Karl Malden]What will you do? What WILL you do?[KM]
I’ve always wanted to devise a way to record dreams so that I can watch them the next day.
Seriously, I’d love to invent a floating home. When my wife and I were in Greece last year we saw a prototype home that was tethered to the bottom of a small bay. It was 2200 sqft and had all the amenities of home…
My home however, would use solar power almost exclusively and would have all the cool hightech stuff needed to reside on the Ocean…Including an underwater garage where my on-road / submarine car would go, and the ability to submerge during storms. Scrubbers for our air incase we needed extended stays under water…
I would like to research why elederly, retired people move to Florida. I’m sure that I could make a PhD dissertation out of this one, and also appear in front of congress.
Easy! Design and build the ultimate Formula One car! Gonna need more that “a few million” however to best the likes of Ferrari. Williams and McLaren. I would attempt to build a car so superior that even I could whip the field! I’d score my first World Championship, then retire.
Then, my kid takes over, and systematicly shatters every record imaginable.
An automated rooftop snow removal system inexpensive enough to put on the typical house. Man, do I get tired of climbing up there and shoveling the damned thing off!
By the way…this is probably one reason why older people tend to move to warmer climates, like Florida.
I want a serious biomedical investigation, with MRIs, biopsies, and even autopsies as needed, on why knuckles make that funny sound when you crack them.
Cigarettes that don’t cause cancer and don’t taste like ass, so I can smoke all I want in public and not get glared at. Oh, and don’t leave stinky smoke on my clothes.
Is that frivolous enough?
If not, heads-up display maps in cars. I hate looking at maps while driving.
OR
A permanant odd-colored (blue, pink, purple, etc) hair dye. That should be frivolous enough.
A fluid-bath-bed of some sort in which you would sleep fully submerged in water or some other fluid, but could breathe (through a mask, or whatever). Being enveloped in water is SO COMFORTABLE.
A miniature, flying, talking dragon made of chocolate that I can communicate with telepathically. It spews cappucino with my choice of vanilla or caramel flavoring on command. It also doubles as a remote for the TV/DVD/VCR/stereo.
And his name needs to be Frank. This is important.
Oh, wait. You said frivolous.
Ummm, how about chameleon skin (you know, like whats-her-name, Stamos in the XXX-Men movie)?