It's in the blood. It's in the bone. After years of strange, failed contraptions, my father, who was an inventor, hit pay dirt when he came up with what came to be known as the Dexter Hand Sewing Machine. Maybe you've seen one; probably you haven't. It used to be advertised on late-night TV. They stopped making it long ago. My father spent the next 20 years down in our basement working on fabulous gizmos and useless machines. Nothing worked, but he loved to tinker. Now he lives in Florida where he's trying to perfect some kind of new venetian blind. So when I see the work of Tim Hawkinson, an inventor-tinkerer himself, I take the safety off the soft... More >>>