(You thought I was going to say ‘Waterworld’, didn’t you. Trust me, ‘The Postman’ is worse.)
We learned a few weeks ago that Kevin Costner was trying to sell BP on a device (into which he had invested $20 million of his own money) that reportedly could separate oil from water. I was waiting to see if it actually worked to report on it again, because let’s face it, he’s still an actor. Tom Cruise believes alien ghosts control our thoughts and Sherri Shepard isn’t convinced the world is round; it wouldn’t have been surprising if Costner’s invention had turned out to be a sewing machine. But surprise of all surprises, BP has ordered 32 of them.
The machines — marketed by Ocean Therapy Solutions — are like vacuum cleaners that suck up the oily water and separate the pollutants through a centrifuge.
Pat Smith, chief operating officer of Ocean Therapy Solutions, said recent tests have shown that the machines can separate the water and the oil with 99.9 percent efficiency.
BP recently put in an order for 32 of the machines to help clean up the Gulf of Mexico, according to Ocean Therapy Solutions CEO John Houghtaling, who said the 32 machines could process 6 million gallons of water a day. [HoustonChronicle]
The device can supposedly filter 200 gallons a minute. Is that a lot? Enough to clean an entire f*cking ocean? Will the centrifuge only create schools of dizzy-ass fish swimming around the ocean bumping into sh*t? I don’t know, I’m not a fish doctor. But I know it’s enough to forgive the man for a few crappy movies. I already sent him a dead, oil-covered pelican in the mail with a post-it note that says “thank you.” Don’t worry, he’ll understand.
Seriously? You had to throw in a Field of Dreams clip (1:47), didn’t you, you f*cking hacks. Anyway, congratulations, Costner, you are forgiven and then some. Meanwhile, Seltzer Friedberg will need a cure for cancer AND inexhaustible clean energy.



It’s an albatross.
Does it come with wafers?
Will the centrifuge only create schools of dizzy-ass fish swimming around the ocean bumping into shit? I don’t know, I’m not a fish doctor.
It’s lines like these that keep me coming back. Give yourself a shirt. You deserve it.
Oh please let these be powered by inefficient 2-stroke engines. I can almost taste the irony.
Oh, J! Rumor has it your boys fixin’ta come to the Big 10.
You realize what that means, don’t ya?
HOGGIN’ IN IOWA CITY!!!
RIDE POSTMAN RIDE!!! (was my senior quote)
I hear that if a centrifuge spins fast enough, it takes you back in time to when Kevin Costner was famous.
I invented something that separates oil from water too. It’s called a glass and it works through use of specific gravity.
Well I guess it’s still better than Alan Rickman’s idea that we scoop the oil up a spoon.
with a*
Fuckin’ typos, how do they work?
If only Paul Newman was alive to sell BP his idea for delicious ‘Salty Oil & Vinegar’ dressing.
Good God if you haven’t seen Mr. Brooks yet put that shit at the top of your Netflix right away. Kevin Costner, Demi Moore and Dane Cook in a “serious” serial killer thriller will give you the hardest unintentional comedy boner possible.
James Dyson is fucking pissed.
Second J on that.
He’ll have to personally plug that gusher to make up for Dr. T and the Women.
Bryan Adams has a machine that can drive all living creatures away from the oil slick. It’s a boom box that continuously plays (Everything I Do) I Do It for You.
(Thanks Chareth, I got this song stuck in my head when you made the Robin Hood joke.)
Oh yeah, Fek. Hopefully they work the schedule out so the Hawks/Husker game is always the day after Thanksgiving. That way we’ll have full stomachs for soaking up all teh booz.
it’s just a larger version of that thing he pissed into in waterworld. that wasn’t a movie, it was a documentary from the future about the men and women who were charged with the task of living out in the gulf and cleaning the oil spill, then the somalian pirates, who got bored of robbing cruise ships and such, took a trip to the gulf. everything is coming together.
oh god…..
please don’t let battlefield earth come true. i can’t take that amount of blue and hippies.