30 Jul

The lesser I get, the older I know

You get older and realize you don’t know anything. People won’t hear of it and try to persuade you otherwise, with examples. So you pretend to know things, becoming a tedious character in a series of linked short stories where climaxes, if they occur, seldom happen as planned. So you substitute emphasis or a quick follow up so that the last thing someone recalls about you is positive. It works for TV news, for which everyone is a trained audience.

30 Jul

Drone cars for hire?

This made me consider a niche for drone car pilots–with robotic cars so far off and so many people out of work, it’s the new Uber or a chauffeur for everyone. Maybe even an easy way to get my kids to drive me around when I’m too dangerous to do it myself. (You know, like in a year or two.)

It could be a cottage industry or a variant on big customer service centers. You come to work each day, slide into a bucket seat with your coffee at hand and a screen in front of you. No texting, though.