The year is 2045. My grandson runs up to me with a handful of black cords
“Poppy, you know computers, right? I need to connect my Jongo 64k display, but it has CFONG-K6 port, and my Pimble box only has a Holoweave port, have you got an adapter?”
Sadly I sift through the strange cords without a shred of recognition. Truly my time on this mortal coil is coming to a wrap
Honestly, that’d be kinda sick. Imagine seeing the wall of fire, coming to cleanse the Earth once again. Hopefully the next ones to inherit it don’t fuck it up as bad as we did.
The year is 2045. My grandson runs up to me with a handful of black cords
“Poppy, you know computers, right? I need to connect my Jongo 64k display, but it has CFONG-K6 port, and my Pimble box only has a Holoweave port, have you got an adapter?”
Sadly I sift through the strange cords without a shred of recognition. Truly my time on this mortal coil is coming to a wrap
Don’t worry, maybe they misjudged the size of the asteroid and 2032 is it.
Cool, I won’t have to update my date formats.
Honestly, that’d be kinda sick. Imagine seeing the wall of fire, coming to cleanse the Earth once again. Hopefully the next ones to inherit it don’t fuck it up as bad as we did.