I don't need a hovercar
Sometimes it hits me just how jaded we have become.
Technology is advancing so quickly that we just sort of expect it, take it for granted or focus on the continued minor inconveniences. A couple years back, I fell into a brief stint of all-consuming veneration of my iPod, not because I possess that all-too-prevalent consumerist need to flaunt the latest and greatest, but rather because I was struck by just how fucking amazing the sliver of black glass was. It literally changed the entire music industry but, within a few months, was relegated to just another assumed luxury, like air conditioning and my RealDoll "Charlie" with vibrating man-pussy.
Today, I had another brief life-is-great moment with regards to wireless routers. Never mind that I have owned and used one in my one bedroom (plus loft) apartment for years now; the idea that you can set such a device in the third floor of a reasonably-sized house, have strong signal all the way down the basement and completely dispense with the need for wires is erection-worthy (at the very least). Decisions like where to place a computer (or office for that matter) are no longer limited by something so absurdly trivial as whether there is a nearby jack or enough physical cable to reach. Even without throwing away money on the latest iPhone or high def flat screen television, this is a pretty fantastic world we live in. Plug some shit into the socket, wait for it to negotiate with the host, and a few seconds later you are surfing porn in your kitchen.
If only it were that easy with televisions. I know it sounds crazy, but hear me out - someone should invent the ability to send television signals through the air. That's right, wireless TV.
Finally, I won't have to string cable lines stem-to-stern just to receive my hundred plus channels of Judge Judy on the toilet.
Technology is advancing so quickly that we just sort of expect it, take it for granted or focus on the continued minor inconveniences. A couple years back, I fell into a brief stint of all-consuming veneration of my iPod, not because I possess that all-too-prevalent consumerist need to flaunt the latest and greatest, but rather because I was struck by just how fucking amazing the sliver of black glass was. It literally changed the entire music industry but, within a few months, was relegated to just another assumed luxury, like air conditioning and my RealDoll "Charlie" with vibrating man-pussy.
Today, I had another brief life-is-great moment with regards to wireless routers. Never mind that I have owned and used one in my one bedroom (plus loft) apartment for years now; the idea that you can set such a device in the third floor of a reasonably-sized house, have strong signal all the way down the basement and completely dispense with the need for wires is erection-worthy (at the very least). Decisions like where to place a computer (or office for that matter) are no longer limited by something so absurdly trivial as whether there is a nearby jack or enough physical cable to reach. Even without throwing away money on the latest iPhone or high def flat screen television, this is a pretty fantastic world we live in. Plug some shit into the socket, wait for it to negotiate with the host, and a few seconds later you are surfing porn in your kitchen.
If only it were that easy with televisions. I know it sounds crazy, but hear me out - someone should invent the ability to send television signals through the air. That's right, wireless TV.
Finally, I won't have to string cable lines stem-to-stern just to receive my hundred plus channels of Judge Judy on the toilet.