…scrolls across the small 16:9 LCD protruding from my chest cavity.
In case you missed it, I’m from the future, where we all have become our own personal cloud. Some clouds you can actually see, like auras, but look somewhat like the classic Peanuts character Pigpen. We’ve all become walking antennas, routers, hotspots and hubs for all the other personal clouds. If auto-discovery is enabled, once you are in range of a ‘friend’ that you ‘like,’ a few beeps go off and they appear as an icon right in our own retina. You remember those smart phones that allowed users to tap the phones to send a picture or file? Now, all we have to do is crank up some digital audio and do a move called ‘The Bump.’ It’s based on some ancient 1970′s fad dance where participants would lightly ‘bump’ hips to the beat of the music. Today we use it to exchange data. A bump or two and you’ve shared your music library. A hip-check, your movie collection. Passing gas is kinda like your old computer’s recycle bin that you need to empty every so often.