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Wednesday, November 28, 2007

The Bad Boy - Nicole Beland

The Bad Boy - Nicole Beland

Here's my secret: I have a Tobey Maguire- Keith Richards complex. Most women do. In a nutshell: Good guys are boring and bad boys aren't worth the trouble. My boyfriend John falls somewhere in the middle, and that's why he's hotter than any guy I've ever met.



Back when John was just my guitar teacher, he kept his strong opinions and sexual energy under wraps. All I saw was his patient, nurturing side.



He absorbed my nervousness and embarrassment like a sponge, and gave back gentle encouragement and soft-spoken instructions. He was obviously hot and talented, but his Tobey demeanor had me convinced that he was a shy loner. Not ideal, but enough to make me call him one day last August and ask him out for a beer.



Over six or seven dates, I discovered that this quiet, unassuming musician was harboring a lot of Keith. He'd dated exceptionally gorgeous, interesting women and had a cast of engaging friends, including a midget drummer and a guy named Scum who'd lived in his laundry room in the late '90s. John had performed at New York's most legendary rock clubs. In addition to being a sweetheart, it turned out, Johnny was, and still is, a badass.



What makes this duality so sexy is it allows him to play all the roles of an ideal boyfriend. He understands the line between spontaneity and unreliability, playfulness and childishness. He'll praise the finer points of Grand Theft Auto III and a Bill Evans piano solo in a single breath. Man, that turns me on. He can also work knots out of my long hair, make delicious marinara sauce, call me on it when I'm being unreasonable, and talk about emotions without acting like he's doing me a favor.



But the sexiest thing about John: He doesn't spread himself too thin, do things halfway, or reveal his private self to just anyone. When he does decide to tackle a project or open up to someone, it's with high intensity and rare loyalty. One morning I watched him decorate a birthday cake for his 4-year-old niece. As he began to frost a #1 on Thomas the Tank Engine, I could tell that the rest of the world had faded away. When he's focused on me, I feel as if I'm getting 500 percent of his attention. He doesn't play games or hold back when he feels like grabbing me and carrying me to bed. His passion is directed carefully but expressed with abandon--it's so damn sexy I can't imagine ever getting enough.

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Would you believe that brain signals from monkeys in North Carolina can control a pair of robot legs in Japan?

Would you believe that brain signals from monkeys in North Carolina can control a pair of robot legs in Japan?

With the ultimate aim of allowing paralysed people to walk again, a team at Duke University in Durham implanted electrodes in the brains of two rhesus macaques and analysed the electrical signals that drive their legs. The team then mapped the signals to specific leg movements and, via the internet, used them to control a pair of robot legs at the Advanced Telecommunications Research Institute International in Kyoto.

The team, which presented its work at Neuroscience 2007 in San Diego, California, hopes the technique will one day allow paralysed people to control prosthetic legs via brain implants.

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