i once got a letter i sent myself… i was also disappointing to myself.
A new personal record, I had to Google four times to understand this comic. A weak showing for me in hipster trival night.
No visible signs of aging in 15 years, Grrrl should feel good about that at least. I mean, if looks matter…
And here I figured she got the slouch in the aughts.
Oh, OK Soda, you tried so hard to not look as if you were trying. I still have a bottle in a closet somewhere.
a sign of my juvenility that whenever a find a vestige of my past self, I generally find it charming and amusing rather than embarrassing or disappointing?
Or am I hopelessly arrogant?
genome mapping was going on 15 years ago… we’re just faster at it these days
Remember how in your time we could put people in space?
We canceled that, we don’t do that any more.
Also, supersonic passenger liners? We don’t have those either. Too high tech.
Still … our TVs are a good deal sharper.
You don’t know whatchu got ’til it’s gone.
Pour a 40 out for Jay Reatard.
Now robots can kill you from the sky. I didn’t expect that fifteen years ago.
We HAVE new tech, but the only new things anybody owns are more powerful computers, smaller phones, better music players, and sharper TVs.
Lasers and robots exist, but nobody wants them.
Where we’re going, we don’t need Jay Reatard.
1.2 gigawatts?! What was I thinking??
In 1995 we already knew that we were getting The Internet instead of Virtual Reality.
Oops, I didn’t mean to capitalize virtual reality.
Oh, or, perhaps you did?
I don´t want to meet my future self yet, I want to feel like I construct me, gives me hope.
Im more concerned about the subway shes on. 15 years? Man those cuts have been BRUTAL!
wait, Im going meta for a minute. Did Grrrl came into existence with riot girl bands (1990-91)?
Pro-tip: Give your past self an iPod and send them back into the past. Watch as the reality you know is replaced by one is which you are worshiped as a technology god.
i was 9. i dont hardly remember anything from that time. except having a discussion with a friend of mine turning ten. or as we came to call it “tendy-nine” i did think life would be a little more star trekky by now. i would just crush my 9 year old dreams. cuz now i hate children. how did that happen?
i knit, and i garden, therefore i have better clothes and more delicious food than i had 15 years ago. still, i have to admit that 19 year old me would probably be disappointed at how i gave up on gadgets and popular music.
ps: david bowie isn’t going to finish the outside series, so enjoy the concert while you can.
pps: this comic reminds me of the younger self series: http://www.harkavagrant.com/index.php?id=71 “yes, i’m not a tree.”
I think we’re sometimes disappointed because progress doesn’t look as sexy as we’d hoped. Our household robots look more like trilobites than metallic humans, but they’re better suited to the job that way. Opening GPS to consumer use hasn’t given us auto-piloted cars, but it does allow us to locate a vehicle when the driver is hurt and cannot speak. It may not be flashy, but it helps people, which I think is far more important.
People who stay excited about the future after it’s become the present are uncool. These are the people who get excited about a touchscreen cellphone or the latest Debian distro.
love it how grrrls bitting her lip :P
I’m completely okay with being uncool, Scott. I don’t see why things should stop being interesting once they’re freely available to the Earth’s wealthiest inhabitants. There are still plenty of people in America, let alone the developing world, who’ve never been on an airplane. There are towns in Africa and Asia where one person owns a cellular or satellite phone, and he or she rents the phone out by the minute, acting as the village’s connection to the outside world. I think those folks would be mind-blown, and perhaps a little upset, to see Americans using their high-speed connections, disposable income, and copious free time to play Farmville.
I some times like to look at really old video game reviews or previews for games i already have. It breathes new advertising life in to the relationship, makes me feel like I’m on the edge.
i still miss Might magazine.
jayreatard was horrendous.
And the moral of the story is… future never happens. You always will live in the same filth and pain you always did.
My past self would be simply amazed at how often I manage to get laid, and how little time I spend reading.
Of course we want lasers! How else can we amuse the cat?
Its be awesome if their meeting really went like this:
It’d! Damn keyboard…
Yogi Berra once opined, “The future ain’t what it used to be”. And most of our expectations turn out to be air castles or our life priorities change or the perfidy of world financiers and world leaders catches up with them and the ensuing avalanche charlie foxtrot changes the landscape.