It's 2005. Where the hell is my flying car?
Well suprise suprise we made it four years into the new millinium (which started in 2001, you crafty bean-counter.) No seraphim with burning swords falling from blighted skies , no armageddon (just the trailer with commercial breaks) and no goddamn flying cars.
As one blogger puts it:
Resolutions? I have never made them. I've got enough cherished illusion that I don't need to delute myself in hopeful delusion of self-improvement. Smug self-assuredness being one of those cherished illusion. And a bleakly dry sense of humor.
What else? Oh yes, I did pull of quite a caper over the holidays! what what? Yes indeed, I flew back to Hoosier-land for the holidays to visit Amanda and give a frightful scare to my parents by paying them a suprise visit. Longest week of my life. I mean that in a good way. ;) Then new year's eve was spent at Jerry and Jeremy's bash. Sorry if I missed any of you. Where will he be next? Only the Shadow knows!
oh and I hope you weren't waiting for much details on my trip to LA. It is such a depressing place I am just happy to forget about it. It's places like that which makes you realize civilization has collapse long long ago in cloud of dollars and smog; and we are seeing a ghost of its presence like light from a distant star long expired.
Do I sound depressing? Chin up, HBO has some good programming these days.
As one blogger puts it:
"One of the things I find fascinating is the way that the idea of what the future will be like keeps changing. Nowadays it's all nanotech and terraforming Mars. In the 1990's it was alien invasions and terraforming Mars. In the 1980's it was depressing cyberpunk societies and terraforming Mars."So if I end up driving on the ground when I visit Mars I will be pissed. You'll know future humanity is in a woeful spot if they watch Back to the Future 2 with wistfulness. Hell, I'd settle for Michael J. Fox's levitating skateboard. Though I admit flying on Mars is not without its difficulties, can't we at least have them here on good ol' Mother Earth? It's not like we don't know how they would work.
Resolutions? I have never made them. I've got enough cherished illusion that I don't need to delute myself in hopeful delusion of self-improvement. Smug self-assuredness being one of those cherished illusion. And a bleakly dry sense of humor.
What else? Oh yes, I did pull of quite a caper over the holidays! what what? Yes indeed, I flew back to Hoosier-land for the holidays to visit Amanda and give a frightful scare to my parents by paying them a suprise visit. Longest week of my life. I mean that in a good way. ;) Then new year's eve was spent at Jerry and Jeremy's bash. Sorry if I missed any of you. Where will he be next? Only the Shadow knows!
oh and I hope you weren't waiting for much details on my trip to LA. It is such a depressing place I am just happy to forget about it. It's places like that which makes you realize civilization has collapse long long ago in cloud of dollars and smog; and we are seeing a ghost of its presence like light from a distant star long expired.
Do I sound depressing? Chin up, HBO has some good programming these days.
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Nate,
Just the other day your cousin, Christian, told me that he wished he had been born in the future so that we could have a flying car. We recently subscribed to cableTV and he is now aware of the Jetson's. I tried to tell him that he had been born in the future and that I had watched the Jetson's as a child. I do not think he understood. He gave me that look that said, 'My mother does not know what she is talking about.'
Take care.
Liz
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