Feb 272013
 

 

So like many of you, I work in an office during the day. Occasionally I work from home if the weather conditions warrant it, and when I do, I’m such a straight arrow/dope that I actually work when I work from home. Even on my official days off, if I don’t have a specific activity planned, I tend to spend most of the day in front of the computer, writing something. Very rarely do I sit around and do nothing in the middle of the day such as watch TV . . . until this past week.

On Sunday night, I started feeling wonky, which was followed by a sleepless night where I alternated between burning with fever and freezing. When the alarm went off on Monday morning, I was so zonked that it was all I could do to grab my cell phone and text my boss that I wasn’t coming in to the office. I dragged myself out of bed, watched my family go off to school/work, tried to eat something and quickly abandoned that plan to crawl back into bed, where I went passed out for another four to five hours of sleep.

When I awoke, it was mid afternoon, and not having the energy for much else—the siren song of the intrawebz couldn’t even lure me to my computer—I propped myself up on the couch, sucked on a Gatorade and flipped on an episode of History Channel’s “American Pickers,” pretty much because that was the channel the TV had been left on from the night previous.

Now as most of you know, I certainly watch a (un)healthy amount of TV, and that includes more than my share of shows like the aforementioned “American Pickers.” I’m not saying it’s the greatest show on TV by any means, maybe not even in the Top 20, but sometimes when there’s nothing else on, I’ll watch. If you’re not familiar with the premise, basically these two antique nerds go around the country “picking” through people’s old junk in the hopes of finding things they can resell—usually, they visit people who have collected tons of crap and need to unload some of it.

As I’ve said before, the ultimate crossover would be “Pickers” and A&E’s “Hoarders.”

Anyway, “Pickers” was on and it was an episode that I had already seen, but too wiped to even bother changing the channel, I watched it again. But as the commercials came on, I realized it was nowhere near the same viewing experience.

Yes, as some of you already realize, the commercials that run in the daytime are *very* different from those at night. Very different, indeed. Nowhere to be seen were the food, fashion or car ads that I’m used to vieweing during prime time, but instead, it was a sea of … well, unusual (to me) items.

In the course of an hour episode, here are some of the products I saw:

Mirena intrauterine birth controlReally, advertisers think that stay-at-home moms are so sick of being stuck with their kids that they will do anything to avoid having more—including risk getting cancer, “pelvic inflammatory disease” (yes, it’s a thing) or ovarian cysts, as well as be willing to tear holes in their uterine lining and take on heavier bleeding? Good luck with that.

Liberator medical catheters – Would people stuck at home who need to regularly stick medical devices in their most sensitive of body orifices really rather save a few bucks and do it themselves, as opposed to have an actual, trusted healthcare professional help them? On the plus side, you can get your free personalized sampler pack (including pre-lubed catheters), you know, because everyone should be experimenting on their own genitals with randomly-sized objects.

The Jazzy – The Rolls Royce of transportation devices for the mobility-challenged from what I’ve heard—if this is where my Obamacare dollars are going, I’m okay with making the lives of the permanently disabled a little easier and cooler …. yes, I said cooler, because it does sort of look like fun to tool around in one, although I fully realize as a person who can walk that this probably sounds offensive—apologies in advance, as always.

Open-Aire portable oxygen – This is what Dennis Hopper uses in Blue Velvet, right? You can buy that off the TV? Sweet!

Zostavax shingles medicationDo advertisers think that sick people have nothing better to do than sit around all day watching  …. oh wait, never mind.

Make The Connection veteran servicesHere’s my problem with this ad running during this show: I find it hard to believe that after facing death, violence and untold horrors, our distinguished vets prefer to unwind with an afternoon of watching two goofballs picking through other people’s trash as opposed to just catching up on hours of internet porn free of restriction or censorship by the U.S. government.

Passage Malibu rehab – You know, because overpriced, glitzy, celebrity-centric mental-health “professionals” are sooooo much more effective than truly experienced practitioners, just as Dr. Drew has so ably proven.

Sandals – I guess if you have time to be hanging out in the middle of the day watching History Channel, you probably have spare time for a Caribbean vacation.

Beltone – I want to make a joke here, but I fear after years of going with my buddy Big Balls Bob to see the likes of KISS, Motley Crue, Aerosmith, Metallica and too many other bad hair metal bands to mention that a hearing aid may be in my future sooner rather than later. Eh?

Alteril sleep aids – What, you can get AIDS from sleeping—why would anyone want that?! Okay, the irony is that this commercial came on a day when I was struggling to maintain consciousness. I needed 5-Hour Energy, not 15-Hour Coma!

LLC.com – I’m leery simply because this “start your own limited liability company” website is run by The Company Corporation, which sounds like it was made up by George Costanza—I’m pretty sure their slogan is “Companies for People.”

Qunol health supplement – Again, I’m not suggesting that this isn’t a legitimate product, it’s just that the main ingredient—Coenzyme Q10—is referred to as CoQ10, which in my juvenile mind is pronounced “Cock ten,” and is something I don’t want to put in my mouth. Not that there’s anything wrong with it, I’m just saying it’s not for me …

…. just like daytime TV.

Next time, I’m just going to read a book.

 

Jan 282013
 

So the other day while I was working on my plan to not drop dead in front of my kids by running on the treadmill, I was flipping through the channels and came across NOVA: Rise of the Drones, which sounded sort of badass until I realized it was on PBS.

Still, it turns out that it was pretty cool as it explored advances we’ve made in the field of robotics and aviation—and by “pretty cool” I mean it’s sort of freakin’ scary.

Here’s the promo.

Some of the scary/cool stuff you see at the end—small drones that can make remarkable adjustments in milliseconds that allow them to fly though hoops tossed in the air, or ones that can distinguish a person standing motionless in the middle of a room.

In the show, one scientist discusses making a drone that could, for example, find a person trapped in a burning building and then relay that information back to rescue personnel. He also mentions his concern about someone taking his work and using it for “unintended purposes,” i.e. that same drone hunting down someone and killing them. And in the show, they do discuss how drones are, in fact, being deployed with explosives for “military applications.”

I immediately thought of Runaway, where KISS’ Gene Simmons is a madman who builds an army of killing robots, only to be thwarted by Tom Selleck, who with the help of Higgins and TC saves the day …

… Or something like that. It’s been almost 30 years since the movie came out and “Magnum P.I.” was on. I guess it all blends together.

But really, we’ve gone from almost laughable science fiction to items that have become given science fact, all in a short time. It’s remarkable to me—in that I’m going to make a remark about it—that the original Star Trek communicator pales in comparison to what my actual iPhone is capable of. Likewise lots of other “sci-fi” ideas from a few decades ago, things such as touch computer screens (Star Trek), video phone calls (“The Jetsons”) and digital billboards (Blade Runner).

I would say that I can only imagine what technologies may be available to us a century from now, but I’m not sure that I can. I mean, even the greatest minds of the early 20th century didn’t imagine things like nanotechnology being used to cure cancer or even something that seems basic to us now like GPS. How the heck can I come up with ideas that future generations will take for granted?

Well, regardless, here are a few “science ficitonal” things you may chuckle at today that may someday become science fact.

• Dream broadcast & interaction – Yeah, like Inception to the next level.

I have to think that eventually someone will figure out how to wire our brains so that we will be able to tap in and literally see what’s in our mind’s eye, both when we’re awake and unconscious. Considering that cochlear implants are already widely used for the hearing-impaired and electronic eye implants are already in clinical trials, it only stands to reason that at some point, someone will learn how to reverse the process in a sense, recording impulses from the brain rather than creating ones that go in.

If we can start tapping into our dreams while they’re happening, then the next step would be networking of brains and consciousnesses like in The Matrix. I’m just not sure we end up living our existences floating in tanks, but hey, you never know.

Whoa.

• Uploading the world’s knowledge to our brains at birth – I heard this story on NPR the other morning about how scientists have figured out how to store information on strands of DNA.

In a nutshell, rather than storing data electronically via conventional means—which is taking up more and more space and energy—information can now be encoded and loaded into DNA, making for a biological solution to the world’s electronic storage needs. Oh, and it’s mindbogglingly efficient, too.

From the story:

If you took everything human beings have ever written — an estimated 50 billion megabytes of text — and stored it in DNA, that DNA would still weigh less than a granola bar.

And that’s all at this point—imagine what happens as the process evolves.

So if you have a way to viably store information in the basic building blocks of life, then how long before someone figures out how to incorporate that DNA into the making of people? Genetic engineering has been going on for decades in vegetables and fruits, and more recently, on living creatures such as pigs, cattle, chicken and other “food-type” creatures to improve quality.

Gene and DNA research has also been ongoing in efforts designed to eventually eliminate “imperfections” in humans, such as susceptibility to certain diseases. Eye color, hair color and all sorts of other distinctive traits are also on the table for theoretical modification.

So that all being said, if some day scientists are getting into and tweaking embryos for certain characteristics, then why wouldn’t they add knowledge to the equation? Having a kid could be like ordering a computer online—just click on what programs/knowledge with which you want to preload your model, and boom! Instant total awareness at birth.

Speaking of DNA …

• Retrieval of past lives and memories – Okay, I don’t know if any research is being done in this area, but as we continue to discover the amazing amounts of information that can be stored in DNA, it may be only a matter of time before we realize that there’s more in there than we know.

We obviously get all our physical characteristics from our parents—eye and hair color, height, build, etc.—as well as many of our personality traits and other abilities. For example, if your parents were both great at math, there’s a good chance you may be predisposed to having the same mental qualities that would make you good at math, too. Not always, but there’s a chance of it.

Now, I’ve always wondered that if at the time of your conception, in addition to the genetic baby batter, there was also a possibility that all the experiences that your parents have ever had up to that very moment were somehow recorded in their DNA. I mean, the physical stuff is in there—who knows what else might be hidden? So when the pieces come together to make you, you also might get access to a portion of your parents’ lives.

But, wait—if that’s the case and you follow it back, then you would have to think that the information of their parents (your grandparents) up to the moment of their conceptions would be in there somewhere. And then your grandparents would have partial access to their parents (your great grandparents) and so on and so on, all the way back to who knows when.

(No, I’ve never smoked weed. Why?)

I’ve often wondered that visions of previous lives or flashes that we attribute to things like deja vu, might be those tiny snippets of knowledge from our ancestors somehow popping down the DNA chain. Ultimately, if it’s all somewhere in there, then as geneticists learn to extract memory-type info from DNA, it might be possible to access it, like with the aforementioned “dream access” breakthroughs.

Who knows how far back up the family tree you can go? To the birth of Man?

The ultimate joke on scientists would be going back to the Beginning and discovering it started in what appeared to be a beautiful garden, aside from one big snake who hung around this one apple tree. Or from some alien race seeding the planet.

Speaking of which …

• A hybrid cyborg-human race – The recent reboot of Battlestar Galactica sort of headed in this direction with their ideas of cylons, which were robots cloaked in human skin. What I’m thinking is that eventually we’ll start building better bodies for our brains to be put into.

We’re already working along those lines—people are constantly having worn-out or broken body parts replaced, from hips and knees to prosthetic limbs and artificial heart valves. It’s only a matter of time before complete exoskeltons are being crafted—tough, augmented, possibly indestructible outer shells that we slip on to protect our fragile, soft and fleshy bodies.

Once that happens, you know it’ll be rigged with the latest technology (the internet wired directly into our skulls, right?). And after we have a few generations who are literally wired, eventually it’ll get to the point where the technology becomes part of our DNA.

The next step, of course, would be building bodies with interchangeable and upgradable parts that would essentially render us immortal.

Scary, right? We actually become eternal “toasters,” as the cylons were called on BSG.

Then again, if we all look like Caprica 6 …

Frack me!