At this time, we are pleased to announce the winners of the 2004 PerversionTracker Design Awards. The winners depicted here are: the best of the best; the cream of the crop; the semicolons amongst the commas. They have outshone their many competitors in countless ways — ways that may or may not involve gifts of cash. The decision to select these five entries for distinction was made easier (in three cases) by the attendance of said competitors at the actual awards ceremony. Note to future competitors: We hate shipping prizes.
Author of such titles as War, War Extreme 1.0 and War Extreme 2.0, Kynan Shook (attending), shocked the PerversionTracker community with his stunning new entry: War Extreme 2005. While some would perhaps consider Kynan a misguided soul for tying up the G5 optimization lab with his continual efforts to improve on his previous best “hands per second” benchmark, we applaud the attempt. Others may lambaste him for his singular obsession with becoming a disciple of PerversionTracker; sadly we must concur.
Although Kynan was unable to afford the additional airfare needed to transport his magnificent mullet, which — we are told — sometimes glistens in the sun, we are pleased to provide an accompanying accessory for when he returns home. A brand spankin’ new set of Redneck Teeth:
Cunningly assembled by Jay Jones and Ian Baxter (attending), iSMRT attempts to liven up your writing by randomly replacing words with their thesaurus “equivalents,” theoretically making the author appear to be brighter than they really are. While we, being capable wordsmiths, have no use for such second-rate mechanical machinations, our readership is encouraged to make use of this outstanding product for their future hate mail and love letters.
In recognition of the sophistication of their linguistic analysis, we award JJ & IB a pair of unremittingly lust-invoking nerd glasses:
My application is a fully fledged Cocoa project packed with exciting features and technologies. It was inspired by the popular television series “24”, which features, at convenient intervals, an onscreen digital clock counting the seconds away as time passes within the exciting “24” world, the most interesting feature of this clock is surely the vast mechanical crashing sound it makes as each second ticks by — a feature sorely neglected by most available clocks on the market.
Although this premise may seem rather drab, once one sets the clock into “Twinkly” mode, and witnesses the sheer volume of sounded emitted from the normally feeble TiBook speakers, one realizes that Mr. Peter Laurens has a special talent for causing one’s listening apparatus to flee through the most convenient orifice.
For this triumph of timetelling, an achivement rivaled only by the invention of the grease drip clock, we are pleased to present Peter Laurens with a much-needed accessory to his face:
Despite the fact that the developers of iWhackEm, Karl Seamon and Jonathan Polley, neglected to properly communicate their desire to win to the PerversionTracker judges, and didn’t even show up at the awards ceremony, the amazingness of their entry overshadows such concerns.
Featuring no less than four different drawers, each resplendently decorated with a drawing of a helpfully labeled mole, iWhackEm is, simply put, a masterpiece in the arena of whack-a-mole gaming. The only improvement we could suggest would be a special “magical badger” mode, replacing the moles with flying penguins that quickly make good their escape whenever a whacking threatens. Much like the Hardy Boys of yore, these penguins would have a variety of criminal detection and avoidance methods at their disposal; primary among these would be the “lock pick under the wing” trick. Also, smelling salts would have to be flourished on a regular basis.
Oh yes. Before we forget: heh heh… he said “seamon”… heh heh… No prize is offered for iWhackEm, because Seamon should be his own reward.
We will let Vaska Zzivanovic’s design skills (and phonebook-friendly name) speak for themselves:
In the spirit of Mr. Zzivanovic’s effort to produce an application without actually writing one, we award this virtual prize: a lovely picture of a grison. A native of South America, this surly mustelid feasts on carcasses whenever possible. It also enjoys long walks, the sonnets of William Shakespeare and swift bites to the back of the neck.
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Jeremy Dronfield’s tender concern for the user was apparent as soon as we noticed his use of the industry-standard ”.dmg.tgz.zip.sit.tbz.sit.hqx” compression format. His careful regard for human interface guidelines is matched only by a keen sense of product marketing.
ChocoCompendium is comprised of five distinct applications, which we will enumerate below, accompanied by Mr. Dronfield’s bacterially-compromised Read Me material:
Ever get tired of shovelling through layers of windows, trying to find the one you want? Even Exposé doesn’t always solve the problem - those windows just flip right back, as messy as they were before. WindowTidy is a revelation of lateral thinking; it circumvents the problem by whacking up a single screen-size floating window that hides everything. Just choose Tidy Windows from the menu, and… no more mess!
We did think of making the screening window a nice restful shade of grey, in order to add to the feeling of satisfaction at hiding all those troublesome windows. Then we thought what the hell, and made it a really eye-peeling tomato red.
Crash is an application with only one function - to get the hell out as quickly as possible. Think of all the apps you’ve tried which “quit unexpectedly”. Why not try one which quits completely and totally expectedly all the time?
Herring Sandwich is an exercise in futility. Try and get the herring sandwich… Oh, it’s gone! Try and get the herring sandwich… Oh, it’s gone! Try again… Oh - you get the picture. A carefully plagiarized reconstruction of the famous Herring Sandwich experiments conducted by the MaxiMegalon Institute of Slowly and Painfully Working Out the Surprisingly Obvious, Herring Sandwich is calculated to keep you in a rapture of blissed-out entertainedness for 23.7 seconds before the onset of potentially lethal brain-lump accumulation.
Like all our software, AppSuicide has only one function. Click the button, and the application neatly places itself in the Trash and quits.
Pit your lexicographical skills against the computer in this brain-curdling word game. Using the clues not provided, work out what word the computer is thinking of. The game is made easier by the fact that Linguist only knows three words, but harder by its inability to spell. Also, Linguist is in charge of the scoreboard, and cheats. (There is a secret way for you to cheat. Unfortunately, Linguist knows all about it, and is prepared…) Linguist has three difficulty levels, and manages to be equally unwinnable on all of them. After a few rounds of Linguist, you may want to install and run AppSuicide (see above).
For all this, and more, we are thrilled to award the gift of flight to our previously gravity-laden friend: the common chicken. Yes, Jeremy Dronfield will be receiving his very own Chicken Chucker:
Thanks to all who submitted their entries this year, and to the attendees, who were unflaggingly polite, and always remembered not to guzzle the contents of the mini-bar.
The audience thrills to the presentational stylings of Mr. Ladd Van Tol
Posted by ladd at July 5, 2004 04:58 PM | TrackBackHa! First post.
Posted by: U. D. Mann on July 5, 2004 05:58 PMPity. I was going to submit an application.
Well, here's the title and source code.
You don't have to send a prize, Ladd.
I already have a can of vacuum.
Vaporwareorama 1.2
Posted by: shawk on July 5, 2004 06:21 PMDid any of the common commenters attend the ceremony? Who? Can you provide a handle:geek-on-photo mapping?
Posted by: Thuros M. on July 6, 2004 02:56 AMJeremy Dronfield accepts his award:
Is this thing switched on...? Oh, I see. Yes. Ahem... Unfortunately, Jeremy is currently more than 20 feet from the computer and far too relaxed to attend in person. He has provided a written statement, which I shall read to you. Here’s what he says...
“Well screw you. I hate you and hope big fat worms eat holes in that precious logo of yours. I urinate on you. Words cannot express my contempt for your weasel-eyed judges, who wouldn’t recognise design talent if it was shoved up their slack, overpaid...”
Er, sorry. Wrong speech. That was Apple’s Design Awards. We did that yesterday. (He didn’t win.) ... This must be it...
”Dear Sir, I wish to place an order for five metres of light-gauge rubber sheeting and a pair of x-large nozzles to fit-”
Errrr... Damn. Can’t imagine how that got in here. Ah, here it is. This is definitely the one...
”Thank you, thank you, thank you, worthy and thrice well-beloved PerversionTracker staff. Words are insufficient to express my gratification, but they’ll have a jolly good try regardless.
“When I commenced this project that we call ChocoCompendium, I couldn’t have foreseen that one day I would be reclining here on my best vegetarian elk-skin cushion watching my faithful assistant typing this prestigious acceptance speech into his Electric Writing Television (as he insists on calling it) Through all the long, sweaty minutes of programming, all that sutained me was the knowledge that I was a part of something worthless, something incompetent, saying something that somehow needed to be said somehow about something. I never expected praise, nor fawning congratulations, nor awards of any kind ... (Actually, I expected exactly that, but it wouldn’t do to come across as arrogant or complacent, would it? So let’s imagine I’m humble...) To put it succinctly - which I’ve no intention of doing - ta very much.
“I just want to point out one minor inaccuracy in Mr Ladd’s endearingly sycophantic yet subtly insulting homily. Whilst it is true that I have used the file format “.dmg.tgz.zip.sit.tbz.sit.hqx” for my product, this is not the local industry standard. UK regulations, in fact, stipulate “.dmg.zip.tgz.sit.tbz.sit.hqx” for all exported products. (I might add that I am about to be prosecuted as a result of my desire to pander to your eccentric colonial download formats.) Under British law the “.hqx” is optional. I chose to include it because when pronounced phonetically it resembles the sound of a size-10 engineer boot treading firmly on a fat but strangely boney cockroach, which is always a plus in my book.
“As for my prize... Are you psychic, dear PvT staff? How could you possibly have known? What little imp of omniscience told you that a Chicken Chucker was the very item I needed to complete the US section of my Cheap Plastic Novelties collection? Rival collectors will wring their porky little hands in anguish when they hear about this!! A dual-processor G5? 23-inch Cinema Display? Pah! Even if I’d won them (which I didn’t), they wouldn’t be fit to stand next to the injection-moulded splendour of my Novelties! The addition of the long-sought Chucker will bring the value of my completed collection to well over 10,000 Olde English pence, and put me head, shoulders and nipples above my nearest rival. The swine shall rue the day. Let me tell you...”
Hm. Actually, he goes on rather a lot about his collection. [Thumbs through sixteen closely written pages.] I won’t bore you with it. I’m sure you don’t want to hear the entire story of his feud with Zachary Tunnelbotham (owner of the largest hoard of Taiwanese water-pistols in the known world). It’s a bit pathetic, if you want the honest truth. Here’s what he says in his embarrassingly fulsome conclusion:
”So thank you once again. I’m ever so grateful - no, really I am. Surprised... Well, no, not really. I knew I’d win. But that doesn’t diminish one whit the warmth and moistness of my gratitude. And speaking of moistness, I have just one word to say to Naomi...”
I’d better skip that bit. I don’t want any trouble. Anyway, that’s all. I’d better go - I’m expecting a delivery, and I don’t want the neighbours to see. Tatty-bye, and tell the chickens to keep their peckers up. (D’you get it - chickens, peckers? Oh, sod you then. I’m off.)
Posted by: Little Rubber Boy on July 6, 2004 05:14 AMSo, is the colloquial name for these awards the "Pervies"?
Posted by: Vans on July 6, 2004 05:50 AMI would've liked to be there, but Naomi insisted the restraining order was quite inflexible.
So I told her my three-inch weiner is inflexible too, but then she just hung up the phone. What a rude woman!
Posted by: shortdongsilver on July 6, 2004 06:22 AMSorry for hanging up on you, shortdongsilver -- I assumed you were just another drunken late-night hotdog salesman. We get a lot of those.
Jeremy Dronfield wishes to point out that it was the elk that was vegetarian, not the cushion.
Glad to have cleared that up.
I have a big weiner.
Posted by: longdongsilver on July 6, 2004 08:46 AMMe too!
Posted by: Boramor on July 6, 2004 11:39 AMWho are all the people in the last picture there? Any message board people there?
Posted by: longdongsilver on July 6, 2004 11:14 PMwow....has it been a whole year already?
...so much perversion...so little time...
Posted by: mac-n-dos on July 7, 2004 08:05 PMI, um, carelessly (some might say stupidly) put this post in the wrong comment section. Anyway, I want it seen, so:
Thank you for presenting this wonderful selection of truly craptastic applications. Kudos to you all and the “developers” who toiled for “minutes” to create these masterpieces. My favorite among them is Peter Laurens’ 24clock. It will be welcomed, I’m sure, among those poor souls using MS Office for Mac, permanently running in Twinky mode.
longdongsilver:
Left to right, the people are:
An extremely extremely perverse person (me)
Somebody else
The friend of and co-founder of a "company" with an extremely extremely perverse person
Somebody else
Somebody else
A female??? Who let a female in?? And can they bring a few more too?
Somebody else
Somebody else, covering the mirror to prevent the flash from reflecting. Or maybe it was so that you wouldn't be able to see the mysterious Ladd in the mirror. I don't know. Personally, I think that Ladd is really one of many embodiments of The Entity behind Crazy Apple Rumors.
So there you have it.
I don't believe any are regulars - the question was asked, nobody was willing to admit to it, at least...
five people were from wisconsin. two were from the united kingdom. one was from california (San Fran??). And of course Ladd -- the master of the camera and mini-bar.
it was a great night and I enjoyed meeting everyone and seeing their software, heheh. until next year!!
Posted by: Sarek on July 17, 2004 10:41 PMDid I miss anything?
Posted by: aussie boy on July 18, 2004 04:02 AMHA! most recent post!
Posted by: weezlookin on August 25, 2004 10:01 PMNot anymore!
Posted by: what's it to you? on August 28, 2004 06:10 PM