Tactile Gratification

CuteCircuit + The Hug Shirt

Amazing Embrace

Remember when PDA stood for something other than personal digital assistant? It can again with the Hug Shirt, a high-tech garment that simulates the experience of being embraced by a loved one. When a friend sends you a virtual hug, your cell phone notifies the shirt wirelessly, via Bluetooth. The shirt then re-creates that person’s distinctive cuddle, replicating his or her warmth, pressure, duration and even heartbeat. And, yes, the Hug Shirt is fully washable.

[Source: TIME Best Inventions 2006]

Why the Hug Shirt?

Adults, especially elderly people living far away from their families, deprived of tactile contact for a long period of time will tell you just how depressing it feels. A hug, a handshake, a pat on the back, and a kiss are all very important and bring us close to others. People need to be touched at least 70 times a day! Start noticing how many times you shake hands or hug a friend, and you will see that it really makes you feel good, and if you didn’t get enough hugs give us a call and come visit!

[Source: CuteCircuit + The Hug Shirt]

Ah, yes. Depressing indeed. CuteCircuit, let me give you a tinkle.

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Come on, hug the panda, baby.

Don’t forget the TLC + PDA.

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For Better or For Worse

I want to hug you, baby. I just want to hug you.

I want to hug you, baby. I just want to hug you.

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Aurora Borealis

Ever since the premature death of his father, 25-year-old Minneapolis slacker Duncan (Joshua Jackson) is content with shuffling aimlessly through life, hanging out with his lifelong friends, and ditching one dead-end job after another.

In Theatres: September 15th, 2006
Drama
Rating: R

James Burke (dir.)
Joshua Jackson
Louise Fletcher
Donald Sutherland
Juliette Lewis

I love being close to you, holding your hand, that’s all.


Louise Fletcher: You love dancing.

Donald Sutherland: I love being close to you, holding your hand, that’s all.

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Touch me. Soft eyes. Soft soft soft hand. I am lonely here. O, touch me soon, now. What is that word known to all men? I am quiet here alone. Sad too. Touch, touch me.
—James Joyce (1882–1941), Irish writer. Ulysses.

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