Assembled in the USA from 100% Chinese parts.

http://www.trummerkind.com/mall/Downtown_Showroom.html

They'll be around from 11AM to 6PM tomorrow, and on New Year's Eve, in their installation which is a recreation of the space they created and occupied for four years in Providence Place Mall.

From http://www.trummerkind.com/mall/What_Happened.html:

Starting in 2003 I committed to the idea of creating a luxury apartment in the mall. Over the course of the years to come I systematically coordinated the movement of the core elements that start to define a home. The space in the mall achieved a base-level of comfort, with enough amenities to qualify itself as a livable domestic space. Life from within the mall was committed to the pursuit of normalcy and the purchase of objects and clothing that would help define me an active participant in the great things the mall has to offer. The apartment was a superb space for hosting guests and I only regret that we didn’t have a working toilet. I will do my best to share thoughts about its creation and the aftermath with regular writing here.

If you can get down to Providence tomorrow or Monday I definitely recommend going to see it.

I've been taking advantage of my spiffy new EV-DO net connection. Having untethered net access may actually be more freeing for me than having untethered phone service. It's been great to be able to flip open the laptop and get directions while sitting in IKEA, for example. Or post my last post from a table at the Red Fez in Providence.

The latest thing I've been using it for is as a replacement for my broken car radio. With a co-pilot doing all the clicking and surfing, of course.

There were a couple of times where listening to stations way, way out of normal range resulted in a small jolt of geographic mismatch: having BBC Radio London do their traffic and travel information wrapup while driving down Rt. 24 in Southeastern Massachusetts, and hearing CBC Radio 1 give the weather for the Greater Toronto Area. "Hey! That's not the weather here..." said bedfull_o_books.

Another slight surprise was turning off the ignition and not having the music stop.

I'd understood on some level how much my experience of radio was tied to my driving around, but those little shocks brought home how deeply layered those connections were.