When I was a kid I honestly thought I'd be dailing up my wheaties and trying to decide if I wanted to live offworld by now (ELO's Time, anyone?). I'd have even taken living in the City of Domes... Instead I got some broadband and iPod. You too? Commiserate away with Daniel H. Wilson's Where's My Jetpack. (via)
Visit Paleo-future, in case you forgot what it was you were hoping for. And wear your broken robot heart on your sleeve.