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My 6 year old son said to me after the Columbia space shuttle exploded, "someone musta accidentally pressed the "explode" button."
i once convinced myself that when i watched tv, the whole screen dissapeared and a new one popped up whenever a show or commercial was over. to test this hypothesis i decided to put a huge sticker dead center on the tv screen....
when i was 3, my aunt had these small ceramic pigs...one day she was off in the other room or something and i was looking inside the vcr...i decided the inside of a vcr was a farm and put the pigs inside
When I was about three we got our first VCR, and the way my parents unveiled it I believed my dad had built it himself.
My grandparents gave me and my sister pocket-size, transistor radios when we got old enough to operate them. I had no idea what a transistor was. I didn't even know it was an object; I thought the word was an adjective. I thought transistor meant "pocket-size".
I used to believe that when you put a cd in a cd-player, thet the band was inside the speakers, and i used to try and get them out!
When I was 6 years old I wanted to see Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs so I wrote it on the side of a video tape, put it in the VCR and pressed record thinking this was going to work. It didn't.
I used to believe there were little Elves inside Poloroid cameras "drawing" us and then giving us the picture right away. I could never figure out how they would draw us so good and so fast.
I used to believe CAT-scans could know what you were thinking, so I tried not to think so they could get accurate results.
When I was little, and the USA was still sending astronauts to the moon, I thought they all had to stay on the moon until they could build a rocket and come back. I wondered how many men they would have to send there before any them could come back.
When I was little, when I watched my parents type e-mails or word documents, I would wonder how they typed so fast. I thought they just pressed random keys as fast as they could, and somehow it would piece together to be an e-mail. So when I tried it, I left my parents a message on the screen, telling them I needed more juice. They still make fun of me for it.
My dad had a very strong flashlight and he told me if I switched it on and opened the window when it was dark outside and dark in the room, the neighbors on other streets could see it - which was probably true. However, what I understood from it was that I could see them too. Until I was 9 or so I thought the flashlight was magic and I only didn't see these people on other streets because I wasn't doing it right.
When I was ten or so I believed that when you used a fax machine, it actually clipped up the page you sent into millions of little confetti pieces and sent them through the phone lines.
When my mother talked about using the fax machine and sending a fax, I assumed that the paper would actually roll up and zoom through the wires and come out at the reciever's machine! =)
if someone took a photo of you, you were trapped forever in the photo, never to return.
I used to believe that contact lenses were made out of fish scales
When I was younger I was convinced that the computer and printer were operated my hundereds of little men (never women). They lived in the computer and would use stamps to put the letters on the screen. When you printed something the little men would run back and forth to the printer telling the little men in the printer what to write. The men in the printer would then write on the paper very carefully (they all had really good handwriting). I can't quite figure out why the men would use stamps on the computer screen but would write on the actual paper.
I used to believe that I could make a laser by putting more batteries in a flash light.
Up until i was roughly 5 I thought escalators had someone to pull on the rubber side at the top. Or push at the bottom.
The people did it all night, pulling and pushing at the escalator rilas so it would keep running for the whole day. I was worried that it would eventually stop during the day and the people would get into trouble, so whenever I used one I spent 2 minutes or so pulling on the rail at the top. My mother always kept a straight face as I left, panting with a modest, "That should be enough for now."
Once I wondered about the inviting red button beside the rail. Of course, I pressed it, being only about 2 or 3. The escalator stopped and now I remember the squiggly lines above the button ahd read 'EMERGENCY STOP'.
Haha. I was a little terror, eh?