\u2026scrolls across the small 16:9 LCD protruding from my chest cavity. <\/p>\n
In case you missed it, I\u2019m 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\u2019ve 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 \u2018friend\u2019 that you \u2018like,\u2019 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 \u2018The Bump.\u2019 It\u2019s based on some ancient 1970\u2032s fad dance where participants would lightly \u2018bump\u2019 hips to the beat of the music. Today we use it to exchange data. A bump or two and you\u2019ve shared your music library. A hip-check, your movie collection. Passing gas is kinda like your old computer\u2019s recycle bin that you need to empty every so often.<\/p>\n