Living In The Future: An Occasional Series

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My personal communicator woke me at 6 this morning, and I gathered up the world-wide navigation speech-synthesiser and portable super-computer and drove our long-range transporter down the Hill Of Doom, whereupon I got a lift with the co-owner of the retreat into Hobart. Consulting my network-linked navigation system I found a car rental place. It was only when I went to sign up that I found I'd left my license behind! Fortunately, I spoke instantaneously at great distance to my Beloved, who was able to send a perfect facsimile directly to the office. While I waited, I sat in a cafe and ate food pills and Romulan ale until they called to let me know everything was in order, during which time I also published my experience to a world-wide network-linked audience.

The car, regrettably, does not fly. But you can't have everything.