Saturday, April 28, 2012

Mr. Logsdons Grace...and a late pass


Like any normal cryogenically frozen human being brought back to life 100 years in the future, I am going to be hungry. Consequently, I would check out the local eatery that the future has in store for me. I expect that even the lowly of all restaurants to have a holographic menu that automatically scans my face and by *insert scientific explanation here* is able to read exactly what food would fill me up, taste the best, and overall pleasure me in the greatest possible way at that moment.
After a good meal it would only make sense for me to take a well deserved nap that does not involve me being well, frozen. I can imagine the beds floating in the air with a slight movement that would simulate the rocking of a crib when we were children. The environment around me would automatically adjust to my body temperature and state of consciousness that would allow me to stay asleep and achieve the greatest night of sleep EVERY night.

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