Slightly off topic, but has anyone seen those new public urinals they’ve installed in Soho in London?
It’s quite funny to see really, they’re not covered, they just sit there in plain view for everyone to see. I think the idea was to offer people an alternative to coming out of bars at night and just going up the nearest shop window 
Chronos, I know about bidets, but I didn’t associate it with one because I never saw a bidet that has a button on it so you can shoot hot dry air at your butt. Water, yes, air, no.
e.g.
1999: Paperless Toilet ? Japanese inventors unveil the paperless toilet. The device washes, rinses and blow-dries the user’s bottom with a heating element.
http://abcnews.go.com/sections/us/WolfFiles/wolffiles156.html
(Has a small history of toilet paper)
Some of my fraternity friends have a urinals in their house bathrooms. Though they’ve confessed that some drunk guests puke in them.
Caught between the choice of a urinal or a toilet. Why not have both ? It was invented at my school, too!
This reminds me of a weird show I saw where a guy demonstrated a battery where the charge was (induced? is that the right word?) by urine. In other words, a urine-powered battery.
Put a urinal in a house, with this battery in the wall behind it, and you save water and electricity.
Seriously, I could deal with a urinal in the secondary bathroom - not the one where I shower and brush my teeth.
My bedroom growing up shared a wall with the master bathroom. Actually, it was the wet wall (i.e. a wall with the water supply and drains). I tried to convince my father to install a urnial there for me. He didn’t. 
This summer, my wife and I are remodeling our master bathroom. Due to various seat up / seat down conversations (come on, men have learned to check before sitting - so can women), we are strongly considering putting one in the toilet room. Only question is where I buy one.
Yeah, right…like women are such tidy creatures…I used to work at a legit theater and at the end of the night, the men’s room had maybe a paper towel dropped on the floor.
The women’s restroom almost always looked like the aftermath of a frat party…
Plus, I have been to a few apartments and seen a few bathrooms in places where only women lived. The floor might not have any yellow dribble spots, but probably because you couldn’t see the floor for all the crap that was filling every square inch of the place.
Personally, I think a urinal AND a bidet would be an ideal addition to most bathrooms - but unless you are custom designing your own home, builders would be afraid to incur any extra costs…have you ever seen the chinzy faucets and fixtures in brand new model homes? You’re lucky to get a shower door instead of a cheap curtain rod above the tub…and those new tubs are also designed to be comfortable only for very thin 6 year-old children.
By the way, I was in Greece years ago and remember those odd little hole in the floor toilet…took me awhile to figure out how to use it!
The item in question was a Mister Miser , and the “horrible aim” hubby has is probably due to the fact that his equipment is approximately 2’ from the surface he must hit. Put the Mister Miser on a wall at “equipment” height and see how bad his aim is.
Toilets are, by their nature, dismally poor urinals. If you wear tight jeans, and you are not built like a porn star, it can be dificult just to get enough “equipment” out of your jeans to effectively aim- it’s not like many men have garden hoses to work with.
Even modern urinals aren’t designed very well. The Mister Miser is a good start but still a long way from the best possible design.
Oh. Twin toilets. Please insert horrified appalled and aghast smiley.
Honey?
Yes dear?
I’m ready to use the toilet.
Oh, well, just let me finish this row of knitting, and I’ll be right with you.
Oh, come on, you can bring it with you.
Yes but then we couldn’t hold hands like we always do. It wouldn’t seem right.
Well, I’ve got this sports magazine. There’s an article on fly fishing I wanted to read.
George Redboss - you are not going to start reading while we’re on the toilet together
Oh honey -
Don’t you oh honey me! You know very well that was how things started to go wrong for Herbert and Dorothy.
Oh, not that again…
She’s told me that’s how it started. First Herb was reading on the toilet, and ignoring her attempts to make conversation, and soon he was working late at the office and reeling home smelling of martinis.
For the love of Pete, Mary, let’s go, I’m getting uncomfortable.
Oh alright George, I’m finished now. But don’t you bring that magazine with you.
No dear.
Imagine leaving me sitting there while you read about fly fishing. And have you changed the paper on your side yet? Why do I always have to remind you?
Yes dear…
etc etc
Paleboss