When I read those old issues of 'Scientific America' or 'Popular Mechanics' they all predict a future where we will be hip deep in bubbles.
Bubble helmet for our heads and clear domes for our cars, flying cars, submarine cars, and space vehicles. Even my lawnmower was suppose to have the driver's compartment encased in a clear bubble. How can I wave to my family while performing menial labor if they can't see me?
You were suppose to be able to change the filter on your clear domed home so that you could let light in, keep it out or have privacy from your peeping neighbors. So here I am in 2010 with no rocket pack, no flying car, and no bubble domes. Is it a wonder I hate everything?
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.