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Showing posts with label future. Show all posts
Showing posts with label future. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Life of Fry

I would like to say a few words... I've prepared something, but I don't think I'll read it.

Futurama was a good show. No, scratch that-- it was a GREAT show. I think that all of the bereaved here can agree that it was one of the greatest television shows ever to be cancelled by FOX news. And, just as this horrid network was responsible for condemning to death great shows such as Firefly, it is also responsible for making the abysmal decision to throw Futurama out in the cold, cancelled for years.

Of course, it was picked up again by Comedy Central, but apparently now even that once-great network that runs shows like The Daily Show and South Park has gone to the dark side. Yes, Comedy Central has officially ended Futurama's legendary 7-season run, and in the process doomed themselves to an eternity in Hades and an avalanche of angry letters. Graham Vert
Looking around today, I see many other TV shows that have lost loved ones in the past few years. Recently, we have laid to rest Seinfeld, the aforementioned Firefly, Monk24, and now Futurama. Not to mention that Breaking Bad and How I Met Your Mother are officially on their last legs. These are dark times for us to be living in.


Futurama is survived by its creator, Matt Groening, and its identical twin, The Simpsons.

However, I see many bright, flowering young TV shows standing here today-- Archer, The Big Bang Theory, House of Cards... I can't wait to see your inevitable MASH-like sputters, coughs, and eventual deaths.

The burial will be held on Sunday. In lieu of flowers, please bring Mom's Old-Fashioned Robot Oil. In accordance with the show's last wishes, it will be cremated via laser rifle and launched into space in that sunglasses case that they put Spock in at the end of The Wrath of Khan.

Bye!

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Four Score and Seven Years from Now...

Something amazing has happened: I have been visited by my future self. He's gone now, but I secretly recorded our conversation so that I could publish it here. Here's the transcript.
Me: Woah, who are you?
Future Me: I'm you.
Me: Is this, like, a Spock moment?
Future Me: Yeah, that's right. I'm you from the future.
Me: Well, that's intense.
Future Me: Yeah...
Me: Want a cheeto?
FM: Sure. We don't have those anymore where I come from.
Me: Did the government outlaw them?
FM: No, we just ran out of actual cheese. The new artificial kind is awful.
Me: So, what time are you from?
FM: 2098.
Me: You look like you're 20 years old!!!
FM: Well, using artificial age retention, you can live an extra 60 years!
Me: Oh... So, what's life like 80 years from now?
FM: Here's a current map of the world. Did you know that Canada was once its own country, with its own system of government and everything?
Me: Yeah, that's the way it is now. Why is California its own country?
FM: In order for the US to have a nice even 60 stars on the flag, they granted California independence.
Me: What happened with South America there?
FM: Paraguay and Uruguay went to war over which one was 'guayer'.
Me: So, what do I become when I grow up? Cartoonist? Bounty Hunter? CEO?
FM: A janitor at the self-tying shoelace plant.
Me: Oh...
FM: Gotta go! Time travel is illegal, but I just wanted to warn you: Don't call your house 20 times today telling your parents to buy you an X-Box. They won't be happy.
Me: Too late. Come back five hours ago.
FM: Damn. (Space-time portal opens, out steps android).
FM: Wait! No!
Android: TIME TRAVEL IS ILLEGAL (zaps future me into small pile of dust).
Me: 'Sup.
Android: SEE YA (leaves).
Me: WTF!!!
Anyway, that's the whole transcript.
Bye!