Excerpt from the article:
Tucked along an ordinary street in an industrial section of Berkeley, Calif., the company you’re about to visit has no receptionist. Instead, at the front door, meet MoonBot, a horny, tractorized robot with a taste for malt liquor; a waiter robot who, years ago, transformed a local restaurant into a testing ground for food-service robotics. (Short version: ketchup bottles got broken.)
Inside and up the stairs, guarded by battle-scarred stars from Robot Wars, past a pink box of doughnuts, enter an open-air office where the company’s executive team has gathered to load a human-sized trebuchet with water balloons they’re hurling at an iPad in order to test a new app that mimics a spectacular smash on the tablet’s screen when the balloon “shatters” it.
Ready? Thhhhhwopp! … Smash! Success! Laughter! Applause! It’s 10:08 a.m.
Welcome to the Stupid Fun Club (SFC).
