Nick Postagulous
Wednesday, March 17, 2004
Wow! I Got A Great Deal, If It Ever Ships
Well, the Memorex MPD8081 is now priced at $60. I ordered mine last Friday at $30. Cho chi cha, dink dink.
Getting Weller, Still In Waiting Mode
I have a little more energy every day. I'm not writing so much about what's going on since my thoughts are on the future so much. I'm just in waiting mode, waiting for our daughter. We should get our referral at the beginning of June and fly to get her in the middle of July, if we are totally average people as far as the wait times.
Century City Sucked
I couldn't tell the characters apart. The girl who was genetically altered to be a super-lawyer and is trying to keep that a secret had two conversations about it in this one episode. And the plot of the pilot, oy vey.
Plot: Man and son are reentering the US. Man is in possession of illegal clone made in Sinapore. Clone is confiscated. Clone was made to harvest liver for son. Lawyers want to get clone back to man so he can grow it for his son to live. Now, at this time it would be nice if they had some details, like maybe that if the state confiscates the cloned embryo that the kid won't be legally able to donate his organ to his brother until he's 12 and thus the host kid will be dead already. But no, no detail like that. Rather the dad proposes "pinching off" the head of the clone so they don't have it as a legal person anymore. Then it comes out that the son is a clone of the dad. So why doesn't Dad donate part of his liver? Never comes up. What does happen is that the Dad's parents are now called into court since it's a My Three Sons thing now. Very sloppy writing. They did go the safe route with the 2030 future my making them have no culture at all. And if was nice that they cited laws from the 1500 and stuff.
And, really, why worry that cloney the kid is going to die of liver failure soon, as his cells are really almost 50 years old anyway. A 60 year old boy band member had a stroke, so this isn't the future I was promised in seventh grade.
The Future I Was Promised In Seventh Grade
In 7th grade, I was told that the progress of medical technology will probably have me living to be around 120 years old. I am planning my savings accordingly. That's why I consider a pension worth so much more than a 401k that'll only get me to my late 80s. Maybe, when the money starts running out, I'll buy a motorcycle. Who knows, maybe I'll have robotic legs then anyway and I'll just get some loping boots.