Dude, Where is my Flying Car?

Saturday was a classic BBW day for me.  A drop off in the morning, followed by an event, then another, then rehearsal, and then another drop off.  A retreat to the bed for an hour of TV followed by a late dinner, then the big crash around 11pm.  There are likely to be several more days like this in the very near future.

Not that I am complaining, but I am just putting it out there.

I am going to complain, however, that the technology I need to keep all of this going has yet to be invented and quite frankly, I am getting impatient.  Since I am old enough to remember what life was like back when we could only imagine what life would have been like in the new millennium...before all of that Y2K hysteria, I am wondering whatever happened to all of those inventions that were supposed to improve daily living?

Like the flying car.  I so could have used one of those on Saturday when I was zig-zagging my way back and forth across town, but in general, I needed it like yesterday when my life first began to get this complicated. 

I am still waiting on my robot assistant.  Yes, I have a smart phone and it does a lot of cool stuff, like sending me little reminders, keeping all of my phone numbers, and allowing me access to my email on the go...but it does not actually do anything I really need like my laundry.  Useless!




And on the biomedical front, I really need you guys to hurry up and clone me so that I can be in two places at the same time.  I mean, it was way back in 1996 when we got our first cloned sheep, so what is the hold up with human beings?

Also in that same vein, I really think it is way past time that we got tricorders because there are days when I need such a device to scan the immediate environment for hostile entities such as yapping dogs and stupid people.  I also could use its medical properties to scan the Baby Niece to determine if she has picked up any infectious diseases from day care.

And while we are referencing Star Trek technology, hypospray should be available at my neighborhood pharmacy so that I can treat the Baby Niece and other basic illnesses like allergies, headaches and hangovers.

I could use a real-life remote control sometimes.  There are so many people who need to be put on mute or on fast forward.  And who could not use a do-over every now and then?

I'd love to have a universal translator or even a Babel fish so that I could understand what people are saying.  Not that I'm paranoid that folks are talking about me in a different language...but it would be nice to know if they are.

There are so many cool gadgets from the James Bond movies, but perhaps the one I really want is the jet pack.  I get that there are a lot of logistical problems associated with having a flying car, so I think having my own personalized jet pack is a reasonable alternative, don't you?

Of course, it would be far more impressive if someone finally got to working on transporter technology.  It would make my life so much easier if I could simply beam to my appointments.

So if someone can pass this along to my sisters on the Spelbots team, I think I speak for the many other Busy Black Women in saying that we are waiting on you to make it happen.