I remember buying this CD when it came out (1994) because I loved this song so much — it’s just so hap-hap-HAPPY! Branford Marsalis merged classical jazz with pop, rock, hip hop and rhythm & blues & —I think — it came out great!
“IT’S 8 a.m., Tuesday, Nov. 18, 2008, and you are headed for a business appointment 300 mi. away. You slide into your sleek, two-passenger air-cushion car, press a sequence of buttons and the national traffic computer notes your destination, figures out the current traffic situation and signals your car to slide out of the garage. Hands free, you sit back and begin to read the morning paper—which is flashed on a flat TV screen over the car’s dashboard. Tapping a button changes the page.”—
40 Years In the Future, by James R. Berry, What Will Life Be Like In the Year 2008 (November, 1968, Mechanix Illustrated)
This is all kinds of crazy interesting and surprisingly prescient:
"Computers not only keep track of money, they make spending it easier. TV-telephone shopping is common. To shop, you simply press the numbered code of a giant shopping center. You press another combination to zero in on the department and the merchandise in which you are interested. When you see what you want, you press a number that signifies “buy,” and the household computer takes over, places the order, notifies the store of the home address and subtracts the purchase price from your bank balance. Much of the family shopping is done this way. Instead of being jostled by crowds, shoppers electronically browse through the merchandise of any number of stores."
"People have more time for leisure activities in the year 2008. The average work day is about four hours."
This is certainly true for me but not all of us are working in morning radio.
"Homes in Mi’s 80th year are practically self-maintaining. Electrostatic precipitators clean the air and climatizers maintain the temperature and humidity at optimum levels. Robots are available to do housework and other simple chores. New materials for siding and interiors are self-cleaning and never peel, chip or crack."
Um… we have Roombas… and… siding!
(Click here to see the full-size version of the pic because it’s AWESOME.)
"Whether or not you believe he’s innocent, one can still appreciate the beauty of Jackson’s vision in creating such a place. None of us should ever lose our sense of wonder and amazement at the world, and I think Jackson truly wanted children to have this, largely because he never had it as a child himself."
"Larry David was married to high-profile environmental activist Laurie David. She filed for divorce in 2007. The first thing Larry did when she left? Go around the whole house turning on all the lights." (popbitch)
“If you’re a man who actually wants to become a woman, without the intent of performing or putting on a show, then you’re still considered weird.”—
Mr. Lee Mingwei, the world’s first pregnant man. Actually, I think if someone were to go to all of that trouble, i.e., changing their gender — and if they did it solely for the purpose of performing or putting on a show — they would indeed be “considered weird.”
And now there’s this guy:
Thomas Beatie — who is transgender, legally male & married to Nancy — pregnant, with a projected due date of July 3, 2008. Read his story here.
Alex Jones sat in with us this morning and Alex is a GREAT guest. He brings it. If you don’t know who Alex is, then — as he would say — “Google it!” (And if you DO know who Alex is, well, that was hilarious, because, um, he says, “google it!” a lot.) He’s a filmmaker, a talk show host, and bullhorn-wielder extraordinaire, as you can see here:
I’d rather be smooshed in a packed elevator than alone with one other person. That guy gave me the willies yesterday. Why did he get off, then wait to get back on? His shoes shouted, “Don’t get in!” His laces whispered, “Go away! Run — as fast as you can!”
The insides of my ears itch. A lot. Do I have ear mites? Maybe. I wonder.
Blech is a good word.
Cramped. Meaning small, tight squeeze, even claustrophobic. Also pertains to physical pain. A tightening.