When I was a boy in the 1960s it was widely believed that flying cars would be a standard feature of my adulthood. The Jetsonspromised it and it seemed inevitable. But the lousy driving habits of most people (science has determined that the exact percentage of crappy drivers on the road is everyone but you) have kept that from becoming a reality. Strangers would be crashing into your upstairs bedroom or fifteenth-floor apartment living room. (more…)
Sorry for the missing posts over the weekend. The site was wearing it’s cranky pants and wouldn’t let me post.
This is the most literal example of “gallows humor” you may ever see. And in the end, it isn’t dark at all, which sort of takes it out of the category altogether. Oh, the contradictions of life. (more…)