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I live in your future

I am living in the future. The future is now. Most people are living in the past. Those who use words such as "glasshole" simply are adverse to change or do not have the vision to see that we will all be using such technologies soon or be relegated to the non-trainable generation often associated with grandparents. I used text messaging aggressively before it was vogue. My family organized our lives and social schedules with T9 SMS while those around me decried "put your phone down." Little did they know how active and involved my life was because of those texts. Today those same people we see typing away endlessly and making fewer phone calls. Five years before it took off, I begged for using technology, such as iPads, as learning tools in our schools. People shunned my suggestions stating, "that will never happen." Now politicians are running on platforms based on getting tablet computers into every students’ hands.

There are many futures I have missed either from lack of skills, such as mechanical engineering, lack of money, or lack of time. For instance, I’ve missed the 3-D printing revolution. I’ll be a participant but as one who lived in the past. 3-D printers have come. Commonplace 3-D printers, like our now disposable inkjet printers, will soon be in everyone’s homes.

I am participating in one of your futures. I very much participate in the Internet of Things which connects our physical world to the virtual world. Today I installed a Nest Protect which is a smoke and carbon monoxide detector far more sophisticated, yet kept incredibly simple, than traditional smoke alarms. The Nest Protect speaks in addition to its alarm so if you have several in the house, they all go off via wireless interconnection and speak the problem location, "smoke detected in the hallway" or "carbon monoxide danger in the den." The Nest Protect has motion detection so it turns on a night light when someone moves under it. This motion detector talks to our Nest Learning Thermostat so that the thermostat can automagically adjust the temperature in the house based on whether or not people are home. Both the Nest Protect and Nest Thermostat are connected via the Internet to my cell phone so that I can set the temperature of the house while I’m anywhere in the world, I can know the home is safe, and I know when there is activity in the house.

Another one of your futures that I am participating in is the Quantified Self. I use the accelerometers, gyroscopes, magnetometers, GPS and other sensors in my various devices to track myself. Those living the past reactive with "creepy" and "loss of privacy" but I am enhanced. The quantified self has memory beyond the fallible human mind. My applications tell me exactly where I was and when. I never have to ponder, "what was I doing last Thursday?" My health is improved because I am aware via the tracking of my self. Loss of privacy? Not really but that’s a different post. Join me in your future! It’s a neat place.

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Communication Breakdown

I scheduled a technician from Comcast to come to the house this morning.
I received an automated call from Comcast yesterday reminding me of the appointment and noting, "Our technician will call before coming to your house and will not come out if no one answers."
Last night I realized I had a conflict so I called Comcast and rescheduled for next week.
This morning my son who is supposed to be taking one of his final exams sends me a text message telling me that his mother wants me to call Comcast.
I can only assume there is a Comcast truck outside our house having not called in advance. The house where my wife is and I am not.
I tried calling my wife to get an explanation but she does not answer the phone.
I am not calling anyone because this is clearly not my {radio edit} problem.

Update:

  1. Post edited to remove unnecessary foul language.
  2. Very impressed at how quickly Comcast found this post and offered to help!
  3. Turns out my wife did not know I had already rescheduled the appointment and since I was driving sent a text message to my son to "remind dad to call comcast"
  4. Teen son did not notice said text message until he was in school and sent a message to me that read "Mom says to call Comcast."

Funny enough…communication breakdown still applies.

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Nothing makes you feel shittier

Nothing makes me feel worse than losing my temper with my family. Well, except maybe the flippant remarks made by me during the bout of anger. No one deserves to be yelled at. It solves nothing and tears are painful. Afterall, it’s only fucking grades. And am I really mad at the child? Or at my own parental shortcomings? Something tells me it is the latter so perhaps I really should be yelling at myself. Oh, internally I’m already there.

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Get off my damn lawn

How do you know that you are getting too old for this shit? Easy! When the grading rubric for your son’s high school class includes references to objects and methods of a language that you’ve been thinking you need to learn to further your career to pay for his college, then his buddy of one year younger mentions learning a language in only two hours that made it easier, you might as well Peter Principle your ass into a Hoveround and Walmart greet your way into a retirement home.