I can't believe that I am in bed with my MacBook wirelessly watching Olympic women's figure skating. (Go, Canada, Go!)
(That link above is supposed to look like the live-streaming figure skating from ctvolympics.ca!)
I mean, c'mon. This is a far cry from the mono-chromatic silver laptop screen that my sister and I played Ducktails on circa 1995 (jump, run, jump, swing, jump, jump, done.) Let alone the Apple orange-screen version of Jenny's Journeys that was the coveted reward of good behaviour in Mrs. Archibald's grade-one class. It was on a floppy-disk. One that was actually floppy.
I know they promised us flying cars, but seriously. At the moment, my bed might as well be a Miata with wings.