What’s out there

I am smitten by, and have quoted before, author Christopher Morley’s last message to his friends when he died in 1957.

“Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking. Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do. It is bad for the mind to continually be part of unanimity.”

Something is always out there, waiting to be found.

Go find it!

Two characters in search of a story

Randy Rabbit sniffed at the ground.

“Yum, bird seed,” he said. “My favorite.”

“It’s a trap!” Saffron Starling called from above. “Why would there be a pile of seed in one place?”

Randy considered this. “A trick of the wind?”

“No! People! Humans!”

From some distance away, a dog barked.

Randy ate a few kernels of seed.

“It’s tasty,” he said.

“So are you, they reckon.”

“You think?”

Somewhere closer, a dog barked twice.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Randy said, scooting away.

“Literally, I just did,” Saffron shouted at Randy’s tail as he bounded away.

Prognostico the Great predicts the future, circa 1969

In the year 2021 people will be able to go into a phone booth and make a telecall where you can see the other person on video. No — even better — phones will be so portable that you can make a video call from wherever you are — anyone can, not just Dick Tracy.

You’ll be able to pop some food into the over, press a few buttons, and have your hot meal ready in just a few seconds.

Cars will have autopilots so you can park or cruise down the highway without thinking about it. Books will be on little computer screens, and so are encyclopedias and all the world’s knowledge at your fingertips.

You can order household goods or almost any product in the world and have it delivered to your doorstep in a day or two, or even a few hours.

War? Tyranny? Senseless hate? Bullies? Still working on it.

Oh, yeah, and no flying cars. Sorry.