Sigh… I’m feeling kind of depressed… I’ve been eating a super low-fat diet to avoid any gall bladder issues, and my brother was teasing me about it all day. And I’ve had to limit everything I do – no going to many restaurants, and when I do go to one, there’s almost nothing on the menu I can order.

Plus my brother’s been making fun of my diet in general – he’s a gourmand, and views any sort of lower-calorie or lower-fat substitution as the height of stupidity. Every time I mention something I like, he goes on a rant about how inferior it is to “real food”… He wouldn’t allow fat-free milk in his house, even though I was paying for it – he only begrugingly allowed me to get 2% milk.

I’m just feeling down, and like I’m being kicked while I’m down.

If I get my gall bladder out, it’ll be just my luck to be one of the 20% of people who can never eat normally again, and the last couple weeks have just been a preview of what the rest of my life willbe like.

I was feeling optimistic, now I just feel doomed again.

Not so far off

Here’s an image by French illustrator Villemard, part of a series done in 1910, imagining what life would be like in the year 2000.

Here’s a screenshot from me chatting with Sarah over Skype the other day…

The future is here! Of course, we don’t all have personal airplanes as shown in the other illustrations… but we do have some of the stuff…

So what bizarre stuff d’ya think we’ll have in the year 2100?