Formula 1 Zooms into Russia

Louder than an anti-Putin protest: that's the sound level that will be coming out of the Russian resort city of Sochi in 2014, when Formula 1 comes to town.

Yes, the Black Sea city of Sochi will give Russia's own Vitaly Petrov a chance to win on home soil for six years running, as the deal lasts until 2020. The "Vyborg Rocket" has won four events in his home country, after all. 

Da, zoom zoom.

It's not the first attempt to get Russia into the Formula 1 game. The powers that be have tried to bring events to Moscow and St. Petersburg, without success. (The historians among the capital city must have been flinching to see the fast-moving autos racing around a temporary oval next to the walls of the Kremlin.) 

But Sochi is a different story. The city was the scene for a demonstration event earlier this year (one that brought in huge crowds of the curious and the petrolhead varieties), and it is the site of the next Winter Olympic Games. Of course, officials have promised to postpone the first Formula 1 race until 2015 if it takes any fans away from the Olympics. How sweet.

Russia is, after all, growing in Western influence by the year. Too bad the World Football League is defunct. 

Password Overload? Fear Not, Eventually

The days of the password might be numbered.

We're not talking about open-sourcing your laptop or your smartphone here. No, we're talking about the next generation of device-protection methods.

Many IT experts are working on these sorts of things these days (and it might have something to do with a rise in forgotten-password service calls). Among the not-so-sci-fi methods being bandied about in certain circles are the already gaining traction voice recognition, the physical-meets-computerized digital signature, and the super complicated continual verification based on typing.

You'll notice that none of those was the iris scan or the fingerprint match, both of which lend themselves to dastardly deeds in spy movies. That just suggests all kinds of pain that we don't need to think about when we're using our eyes to read words and hands to surf the Net. But I digress.

Voice recognition we are already familiar with: Your device would recognize your voice and unlock itself. This wouldn't be merely a couple of syllables, though, if we're talking high security. No, you'd probably have to talk a fair bit, saying random things so the computer could judge your patterns of speech and pronunciation (maybe even your grammar!). But that would be all right: Your device would definitely know it was you.

The digital signature is an interesting variation on a theme. We're not talking about a scan of a written signature stored and then brought back out to sign off on important documents in work or other financial circles. No, this would be your logging in by signing your name on a touchscreen and the device matching what it has on file. (So you would have to put one on there originally.) In this case, it's probably better to use your signed name rather than a random word or phrase because (or so the theory goes) your signature would be similar most times out. (And the system wouldn't care how illegible it was, which is definitely a bonus for some people.)

The most involved method would be a secondary one, most likely — a system that tracks what and how you type and feeds back into a protection system that could conceivably log you out after a certain period of time if you're not typing like yourself. Again, we're not necessarily talking about grammar or punctuation skills here, although that could be an early indicator; no, the system would look at things that are more sophisticated, such as whether you hunt-and-peck or touch-type and how fast you type and, closely related perhaps to that, how often you hit the Delete key.

It's all exciting times ahead for device protection. You'll still have to remember all of those passwords for awhile yet, but you'll probably be able to forget them along about the time you're forgetting where you put your car keys anyway.

Car Theft Foils Alleged Shoplifters

File this one under "The Gang Who Couldn't Shoot Straight."

Two people accused of being shoplifters were themselves the victim of an alleged crime when they returned to their vehicle and found that it had been "handled." Yes, this dastardly duo who stand accused of stealing vastly important items such as batteries, makeup, and (wait for it) energy bars, found their getaway rather compromised when their getaway car wasn't in much shape for getting away.

But wait, there's more: The person who these two alleged pilferers appealed to for help — a passing motorist — was, in fact, a police officer, who took their statement — noting that they reported the theft from the vehicle of a car stereo and amplifier, some cigarettes, and a drum machine. And when the pair were done telling the officer all they knew about that, they got a citation for shoplifting from the very nice policeman, who was in the neighborhood because he was parked in the lot outside the supermarket from which the two allegedly stole the host of lightweight items.

We don't yet know what the officer bought at the store. Presumably, that's in the police report. And why he didn't see the car break-in remains to be seen … or not.

Clothes That Clean Themselves Just Around the Corner

I've just got some time back, and I'm ready to spend it.

Not sure about you, but I do a lot of my own washing. Yes, I put clothes in a washer and sometimes in a dryer, but I'm the one who puts the soap in, waits for the clothes to get clean, and has to wear other clothes while I'm waiting. (The laws of civility require me to wash my clothes.)

Now, however, comes word that engineers in China have developed a fabric that cleans itself, so you don't have to. I can see the advertising slogans proliferate from that one simple sentence.

How does it happen? Well, they used titanium oxide, a dye that would be familiar to people who read the labels on tile sprays and other household cleaning products. With a special mixture of TiO2 and Chinese ingenuity, the fabric can, once exposed to sunlight, remove dirt, food stains, lipstick and makeup, and even T-shirt designs that you've thought better of since you bought the shirt — OK, so maybe that last one is a bit far-fetched.

But this self-cleaning shirt is not. It works, and it removes odor, too. Yes, this magic concoction takes away the smell as well, so you don't have to. We so live in a magical world right now. 

This latest release builds on similar announcements in 2004 and in 2008. What's different now? The deodorizing factor, for one thing. The increased visibility, for another. 

Not long from now, you'll be able to take your clothes outside and say to them, "Clean up your act" — and they will.

No word yet on how long the self-cleaning process will take. Maybe it's a bit more time than we think. Still, it can't be as long as it takes for one week's worth of washing to finish. That takes hours.

A Cat Worth $13 Million? There's an Heir of Truth about That

We're just going to have to get used to it. Tommaso is richer than we are. Tommaso is richer than all of us put together.

Tommaso is not some previously unknown heir to the Silvio Berlusconi fortune (although that might be dwindling a bit these days). Tommaso is not even a bambino. 

No, Tommaso is a cat.

An Italian woman, Maria Assunta, who had inherited a large fortune when her husband, died turned around and, at age 94, having no children, left the money to the cat.

The money in this case was a collection of properties in Rome and Milan, a bit of land in Calabria, and a pile of cash. In all, the total is $13 million.

You have to hand it to some people. They know how to go out in style.

According to Stefania, the nurse who cared for Mrs. Assunta in the last weeks in her life, the woman was devoted to the cat, which she had rescued from the streets of Rome. She tried to leave the money to an animal welfare group but couldn't find one to her satisfaction. So the cat got all the money.

So, Stefania and Tommaso are living somewhere in Italy, their location and last names undisclosed — hers for privacy reasons and his because he never had one.

A cat with $13 million? Now that's a lot of catnip.

But Tommaso isn't the world's richest pet. He's not even close. That honor belongs to Gunther IV, a German shepherd who inherited $124 million from his owner, a German countess, when she died a few years ago. Gunther, being a resourceful dog, has invested wisely (including in an apartment once owned by Madonna) and is now worth $372 million.

But Tommaso isn't the world's second-richest pet. No, that distinction is held by Kalu, a chimp whose owner left him what is now a fortune of $80 million. 

Tommaso's $13 million seems quite paltry compared to what Gunther and Kalu can bring to the table. (Now that's a sight I'd like to see.)

Maybe we're looking at a new opportunity for Forbes or Fortune here: The Pet 100.

Hard Times Mean Pay Cut for the Queen

Someone save the Queen. She's taking a pay cut.

One of the consequences of the austerity measures put forth by Parliament recently is a reduction in the annual amount paid to the Royal Monarch. Slated to last for several years, this legislation will, among other things, delay some repairs scheduled or otherwise needed for the royal palaces and put into doubt the rather sizable amount of annual funds needed to sustain the still-glamorous lifestyle of the New Kids on the Heir-to-the-Throne Block, William and Kate (otherwise known as the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge). No doubt their wedding had something to do with this current downsizing, but never mind.

So on to the numbers. The Government has changed the way it allocates funds for the Royal Monarch, and it's now 15 percent of the profits made by the Crown Estate, during a two-year period. That's nowhere near what it used to be, and the Queen is NOT getting any younger. If you feel inclined to prop up the Royal Treasury, you can certainly visit one of the long list of Royal-held properties and make sure you spend a lot of tourist dollars.

But actually, the Queen is moving with the times. She is getting less, just like workers in the United Kingdom are. The general feeling of austerity shared by many a U.K. worker in these heady days of record number of bank bailouts and national bankruptcies is indeed felt by the Queen, so much so that her annual income in 2010 was a mere 32.1 million pounds. 

However does she survive on such a pittance? Why, in the early 1990s, when all was boom and none was bust, the Queen pocketed more than twice that amount. If this trend continues indefinitely, she might well end up a pensioner and have to borrow books from the library like everyone else.

Come to think of it, there might be something in this, for if the common people see the Queen standing in line and buying produce at the supermarket, they might feel more kindly toward her and the appearance she has to keep up. Besides, you don't hear much from the Queen anymore these days unless it's a solemn occasion or a state dinner or something incredibly A-list like that. She hasn't had a thing to say about the News of the World, now has she? (Maybe she thinks they're somehow still listening.)

But never fear: the Royals are on to it. Word out of Buckingham Palace is that the Royal Family is working on new revenue streams, which do not, repeat, DO NOT include reality television. Too bad. Keeping Up with the Windsors has a nice ring to it.

Yes, We Could Live on That Planet (Maybe)

Let it roll off your tongue: exoplanet.

That's the new buzzword, the one you're going to hear a lot about in the next few weeks and decades. NASA have confirmed the existence of what very well could be a habitable planet elsewhere in the universe. (The word exoplanet is short for extrasolar planet, meaning one that is outside our own Solar System.)

The planet is Kepler-22b. It is 2.4 times as big as Earth and orbits its "sun," which is very similar in size to our Sun, once every 290 days. The temperature very near the planet's surface is estimated at 72 degrees Fahrenheit, or 22 Celsius. (The average near-surface temperature of Earth is 59 Fahrenheit, or 15 Celsius.) 

NASA confirmed the planet's existence through data collected by the Kepler space telescope, which has discovered more than 2,300 more potential planets since launching in 2009. Kepler has the largest camera ever sent out of Earth's orbit, with a staggering 95-megapixel capability, so it sees an entire night sky's worth of images that other telescopes just can't bring into focus.

This is not the first exoplanet to be thought habitable, of course. European astronomers have announced the discovery of two others, although those orbit stars that smaller and cooler than the Sun, so the planets are thought to be less likely candidates than Kepler-22b.

One thing that astronomers are not yet sure of is the composition of the exoplanet's surface: Is it gaseous, liquid, or rocky? 

There's one way to find out for sure, and that is to go there. But be warned: Kepler-22b is 600 light-years away. Using current technology, you wouldn't make it there in time to appreciate anything you discover. One of your descendants would, though. Even traveling at light speed, the journey would take 600 years.