Thursday, December 30, 2010

New Year

It was easy from 2001 until 2009. And they even managed to swing 2010. But now, things get a bit harder...

Merchandisers have been lucky the past decade. But now, the game is up.

How on earth will they make New Years' glasses for 2011?

EDIT: They look like this. A bit rubbish in my opinion.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The Future Is Pretty Cool

I'm pretty sure we reached the future five years ago.

Sure, we're still waiting for flying cars and jet packs. But the technology we have is pretty cool. (At least when it's not trying to take over the world.)

Consider this: I'm typing this on a five pound laptop. I'm sitting on a sofa in my family room as I do so. As I'm typing, I'm listening to classic music. The music, of course, isn't on a CD. (That would be too easy.) Instead, a Blu-Ray player is streaming it from the internet and playing it through the stereo. Neither the laptop nor the Blu-Ray player are connected to the internet via wires. Everything's happening

If someone fifty years ago saw what I'm doing now, they'd be awestruck. If someone from several hundred years ago saw, they'd try to burn me for witchcraft. Either way, it's pretty amazing to see how far technology has come.

(Also fun: Watching old sci-fi movies to see what they predicted the future to be. In 2001: A Space Odyssey, we had a moon base, suspended animation, and video phone booths. With 2001 come and gone, none of these things have come to pass. [Interestingly enough, Arthur C. Clarke, though he foresaw huge leaps in space travel, didn't anticipate the cell phone. Even Star Trek saw that one coming.] According to Back to the Future II, we'd have flying cars, 3D holograms, and self-lacing sneakers by 2015. With only five or so years to go, science has only delivered on one of the three.

It's somewhat comforting to know that, no matter what future you're in, stuff still breaks.)

Sunday, December 26, 2010

On Distractions

Sometimes you're working on something but while you're midway through something distracts you and you just stop right in the middle of whatever you were doing. Sometimes it's a few months before you realize exactly what happened. And once you notice, it's always a bit embarrassing. You think you've left for ten minutes, but once you get back you find out it's been twelve years.

Sorry about that.