Imagine my surprise at finding myself in:
Because I still remember wondering if 1984, when it finally arrived, would be anything like the book. (Not to mention how far off 2001 seemed back then.)
But here I am in the futuristic world of 2024.
And, yet, despite all the promise and promises, no hotels in orbit, let alone vacation homes on the Moon.
Forget about flying cars, that was always an iffy idea. Just imagine the havoc. Just imagine having to file a flight plan to drive to the store. And what about bad and inexperienced drivers?
But I digress. I wasn’t planning on much of a post today. I’m sitting my furry four-legged nephew Bentley until the 10th, and the doggy distraction is more fun than trying to write blog posts. (Which somehow seems to get harder and harder.)
Enjoy time with this furry ball of love or write a blog post… 🤔
Anyway, here I am — here we are — in 2024. Happy New Year.
As always, the same old question: will it be different this year?
Magic Eight Ball says: don’t count on it.
But also as always, there is good and bad, beauty and ugliness, Yin and Yang. As the old saying goes, the more things change, the more they stay the same. Only the details vary. Attitude is often everything.
But I digress and badly ramble (in trite cliches, no less). It’s a new year. Nuf sed. For now.
Stay furry, my friends! Go forth and spread beauty and light.
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Logos con carne 
January 1st, 2024 at 2:37 pm
Twenty-Four, oh, dear.
This is an election year.
Send in all the clowns.
January 1st, 2024 at 2:46 pm
With any luck, or in my case, the lack of luck, in 366 days we’ll be asking the same damn question. (Leap year – one extra day of hell.)
As a bachelor, I challenge you to take a road trip to some desert location that you’ve located on Google Maps. Film the whole thing and report about it here. Go see the WhiteSands footprints (if you can get permission…) Seek out Anasazi ruins seldom witnessed. Drive down to see the SpaceX complex in Texas. Something, anything…
January 1st, 2024 at 3:17 pm
Yeah,… nah. Travel — especially alone — isn’t my thing anymore. I did a lot of traveling for the company back in the day and lost my taste for it. These days it’s new restaurants, new authors, new TV shows, and lots of new stuff on YouTube. Exploration from the comforts of home!
January 1st, 2024 at 5:31 pm
Happy New Year! Have fun with Bentley. Seems like a great way to begin the new year. (Better than cleaning the house, which is what I’ve been doing.)
January 2nd, 2024 at 1:50 pm
Thanks! Happy New Year to you and yours! (Housecleaning comes after Bentley leaves!)
January 1st, 2024 at 7:17 pm
Happy 2024!
January 2nd, 2024 at 1:51 pm
Thanks! To you and yours as well!
January 8th, 2024 at 6:59 pm
The future always seems stranger than the past. With the advent of science fiction books (and then movies and TV shows) the glittering numbers of the future became freighted with their own meanings, knocking hope off its pedestal.
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January 9th, 2024 at 2:07 pm
Oh, the past can be pretty strange, too. (Bottom line: life is often strange. As they say, truth is stranger than fiction.)
Speaking of strange: the science fiction of the past was very optimistic; science was savior; atomic power was candy. Early Star Trek was Roddenberry’s optimistic vision of a utopic future. Current SF is often dystopic and cynical — a reflection of the recognition of a probably dismal future. Humankind done shit in its nest.
January 16th, 2024 at 4:51 pm
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