MIT Dork Makes Ice Cubes That Keep Track Of How Drunk You Are And Text Your Friends When You're Too Wasted

Mashable - The ice cube is getting a much-needed 21st century upgrade thanks to a 23-year-old MIT student. Dhairya Dand‘s Cheers is a set of LED ice cubes that change color from green to yellow to red depending on how much you’ve imbibed. The cubes also send a message to your designated friend if you’ve passed your limit. Oh yeah, they also light up to ambient music and noise. As the video above explains, Dand came up with the idea three weeks after he was rushed to the hospital with an alcohol-induced blackout. Soon after he went to work on the project, which employs an LED, an accelerometer, IR transcievers and a battery, and are ensconced in an “edible and tasty” jelly cube. The accelerator detects motion and calculates how many sips you’ve had. That, coupled with the timer cube, provides an estimate to your relatively drunkenness. The only catch: These cubes don’t come cheap. It cost Dand $50 in materials to make them. On the other hand, they don’t melt, either.

If I ever got some text from my friend’s ice cubes warning me he’s been drinking too much, I’d promptly text him, find out where he is, track him down, and punch him square in the fucking dick. Go find my buddy who’s on his 3rd appletini in an hour with the flashing red cubes in his glass and give him the biggest wedgie of all time. Honestly can you imagine if you’re hanging out and you get a text from a goddam ice cube like “Warning: KFC is having an alcohol induced blackout?”  I don’t wanna sound like a tough guy frat boy here but thats just gotta be the gayest thing I’ve ever heard. Hey dude you want another drink? No thanks my ice cubes might tell on me if I do! Plus can you imagine being the dork fishing out your electronic ice cubes every time you finish a drink so you can plop them in your next one? That will get all the panties wet. Hey Becky you see the Indian kid blacked out in the corner trying to scoop his electronic ice cubes out of his vodka cranberry? I wanna fuck him! Lets wait for his chaperone that his ice cubes text to get here and you can take him home!