“Consequently, computer people try to solve every problem by throwing robots at it.”

The belief of the cult that has grown up around him is that he transcended life, just as he did the other limitations of the body. They’re waiting for him to come back and explain how he did it, maybe tell us how much it will cost.

People use similes like that all the time, but what happens when one of them actually comes true?

France, I’m sorry.

The futurist and the historian serve opposite but in many ways complementary roles, the work of one aiding in the work of the other.

“When you milk the cow yourself you have so much more control. You go to a store, you’ve basically got whatever milk the store wants you to buy. I don’t want the store to tell me what milk I drink.”

A lot of my friends actually call me “Grizzly Adam”, since my name is Adam and I have that sort of unspoken brotherhood with all of God’s manifold creations.

This is pretty much exactly the premise of the dream sequence in Target of Death, except instead of a glass elevator in a fancy hotel you’ve got Colin Farrell trapped in a phone booth talking on the telephone.

The scholarly debate surrounding the Bard of Avon was given fuel by the recent discovery of a so-called 39th play, which fits in none of the three canonical categories.

Are we really better off with Octopus Robots? I ask you this question sincerely.