Picture being able to interact with your refrigerator, microwave oven, and even the garbage can. This is a glimpse into the future—the Kitchen of Tomorrow! Artificial intelligence will give your appliances the power of voice activation and facial recognition, making them more useful than ever before.
Imagine checking the fridge without opening the door! Let’s look in on a Family of Tomorrow—Trudy, Michael, and their daughter Kimberly—to see what this marvelous future will be like.
Trudy: Fridge, is there any mineral water?
Refrigerator: Hello, Trudy. Yes, there are five bottles of mineral water at 40 degrees Fahrenheit inside.
Trudy: Thanks, fridge!
Refrigerator: You’re welcome!
You’ll save time and energy not [...]
Because if cicadas are "the shrimp of the land," maybe…
Scorpions: Sundried lobsterettes Tarantulas: Silk crabs Crickets: Grass cracklins Ants: Hill seeds Worms: Earth-angel hair pasta Centipedes: Fringed hot dogs Termites: Savory sprinkles Bee larva: Shadow omelettes Pupa: Underground veal Cockroaches: Sunless chicken Fly: Pre-plucked micro quail
Aaand I have made myself sick.
Elsewhere: Radiolab's Cicada Tracker.
Over on the Smithsonian's Paleofuture blog — "A history of the future that never was" — they're halfway into a 24-part series covering the first season of The Jetsons. Not just recaps, the pieces interlace themes in each episode with actual early- to mid-twentieth century news reports about the future. Episode 11, "A Visit from Grandpa," deals with fashion, sports, and aging, and features this spooky prediction from a 1950 AP story: "Medicine by the year 2000 will have advanced the length of life of women to an expectation of nearly 80 and of men to over 75."
"It costs about $1,500 to print one copy of a movie on 35 mm film and ship it to theaters in its heavy metal canister. Multiply that by 4,000 copies — one for each movie on each screen in each multiplex around the country — and the numbers start to get ugly. By comparison, putting out a digital copy costs a mere $150." —LA Weekly – who else? — foretells the death of 35mm film and everything it'll take to the grave with it including your local art-house theater. Oh, and all the prettiest moving images imaginable.