Where will we be in 10 years?

Wow 2009. I just had a thought, remember Back To The Future 2? They go from the 1980s to the year 2015.

My question is where are the Hover Boards? Where are the Flying Cars? Where are the self drying pants?

At least we have the I-Phone.

With Moore’s Law we can predict where processing speeds will be in the future.

My prediction is that within 10 to 20 years people will have computer chips in their brains. Some form of Human/Machine. Not like Terminator. More like I-Brain.

Check out this weird NuroLogical Blog. This stuff may be closer then we think

What is your prediction for 10 years in the future?

Where will we be?

Where will you be?

Signed Nostrodanmos

Blogging and Lucid Dreams

Seth Godin, subscribe to his blog if you like spreading ideas, is on his 3000th blog post in a row. I’m only on something like 22.

He suggested in his 3000th post to that other bloggers should write something really interesting in their next post.

Something I find really interesting is Lucid Dreaming. Lucid Dreaming is when you become conscious that you are having a dream, while you are in it.

For some weird reason I always have them when I’m traveling.

I would always have a dream where I was at a house party in Seattle and someone would say to me ” Aren’t you in Australia?” Then I would reply.

“Yes I am in Australia…..” Then my mind realized that this could only be a dream, so I just flew away from the party. Flying in dreams is so much fun!

Back to Seth Godin, I haven’t even blogged 1% of what he has written! That’s insane. I need your help to make my blog better.

Out of the 22 posts that I’ve written, what have been the most interesting?

What would you like to read about in future posts?

San Francisco – Bums. Everywhere….

According to wikipedia -

“Homelessness has been a chronic and controversial problem for San Francisco since the early 1980s. The city is believed to have the highest number of homeless inhabitants per capita of any major U.S. city”

Call them bums, vagrants, homeless, hobos, beggars, panhandlers or my favorite derelict, whatever you call them they are literally everywhere in San Francisco.

They SFPD corrals most of the bums into the Tenderloin. The Tenderloin is an area near city hall in the heart of the city. It is literally their bathroom. The streets of the Tenderloin reek of piss and vomit.

Occasionally the bums wander into the rest of the city. The locals seem content to ignore them. They go about their tech jobs, programing virtual worlds on the Internet, barley noticing when some insane person shouts at high volume to them that the end is near.

There is a group of homeless people hunkering down for the post Apocalypse. I saw their leader yesterday. I managed to snap a photo of the guy that I’ll post later.

To describe him in one word – Tactical.

He had body armor, back armor, shoulder pads, and elbow pads, all on the outside of a long trench coat like Neo would wear in the Matrix movies.

His hair was scraggly and greasy, he had numerous neck tattoos and a horribly ugly goatee that complimented his face.

We both stopped at a cross walk.

“Come on light, I don’t have all f#&#ing day.” he snarled

This bastard was obviously in a hurry.

When he walked down the street everyone would snap out of their daze and do a complete 180 neck turn to watch him.

I started thinking maybe he would tell me to follow him through some underground network of sewer systems as atom bombs dropped from the air.

Talk about escaping routine, this dudes not even on the grid.

Adventures on the road Part I – Stories from Portland Oregon

After spending most of the year in NYC, a road trip though the country was just what the doctor ordered.

I spent a couple weeks catching up with family and friends in Seattle. Then my girlfriend and I departed for San Francisco.

Everything was going fine on I-5 until we hit a sleepy hollow like fog about an hour away out from Portland. I kept thinking a headless horseman was going to pop out of no where and throw a pumpkin bomb at me.

This fog was so bad you couldn’t see any exit signs and made driving extremely difficult. Not only was it foggy, but it was really dark out.

For some reason I had the bright idea to take a quick stop before Portland to gas up the car. It was so foggy we ended up driving around in circles for about half an hour.

I was really happy to reach our hotel. When we got into our room we noticed something very strange. the stand where the TV usually is was moved away from the wall, and there was no TV. Basically it looked like someone ransacked our room.

When I mentioned the room was ransacked and the night crew at the Crown Plaza all grew sheepish grins on their faces.

I asked does that happen often? They rolled their eyes and chuckled to themselves.

They seemed to say, Silly civilians, of course people steal the 42 inch plasmas out of this hotel.

I started to wonder how you would sneak a giant TV out of a hotel without anyone noticing? I mean, I’ve heard of towels but that’s pretty ridiculous.

My girlfriend and I were both super hungry from traveling. We decided to grab some Thai Food at a restaurant in downtown Portland.

When we arrived I realized that this was not the place for us… They had clam chowder on the menu and there was not a single Thai person in sight. Clam Chowder? Really?

I decided to weird out the waiter saying thank you in Thai.

“Krap kon Krap” I said as he handed us our food.

His only reply was “hu?” Not only was this food over priced but they were constantly playing elevator music that made me want to tear out my ear drums.

So never eat here!

We left the Thai restaurant and headed to the Douglas Fir Bar that is attached to the Jupiter Hotel to meet up with some friends. The Jupiter Hotel is run by Hipsters. Yes, that’s right hipsters. If you don’t know who I’m talking about just flip through Vice Magazines Do’s and Don’ts

I’ve been tracking hipster movements and migrations. Trying to classify them as a species. Also somewhat concerned that I could be one.

Once I asked a hipster on a Subway in NYC wearing a bight light blue neon Care Bear T-Shirt if he was in fact a hipster. He said no “I’m an east coast elitist.”

It confirms my belief that if you are a hipster you would never admit that you are one.

I’ve also come to the conclusion that the Hipster Nexus of the universe is Williamsburg in Brooklyn. It seems there is a hipster nexus in Every city. In Seattle it’s Capital Hill. In Portland it must be the Douglas Fir.

Stay tuned for more stories from the road trip and my job and apartment search in San Francisco.

My question for you is: Are you a hipster?

Busy – Practicing What I Preach

It’s been too long since my last blog post. A lot has changed… I’ve been busy!

I’ve moved from New York to California with my girlfriend to start a new life.

Moving is always challenging. You have to find a new job, find a place to live, and form new connections.

I have a saying – “If it was easy, everyone would do it.”

Or another way of putting it:

“If it wasn’t hard, everyone would do it. It’s the hard part that makes it great.” – Tom Hanks

For now, I’ve escaped routine and I’m having adventures.

It’s hard. That’s the fun part!

What is something hard you’ve been putting off?

How should I structure my new routine?

Does anyone know of any unique and cool job opportunities in the Bay Area?

Stay tuned for stories about the road trip I took last week from Seattle to San Francisco and my new adventures in Cali.