Driving on a Wintry Morn

I want the future that was promised us.  That future included flying cars, jet packs, and a whole slew of technological devices that could re-texturize the world around you to fit your mood.  Music would be energizing when you’re feeling droll; relaxing when you’re exhausted.  The colors of the walls would soften in response to anger.  Returning home from a long day’s work, one would find their favorite landscapes filling their wall decorations.

Well, I don’t think that’s ever going to be true.  But every once in a while, technology accidentally gets everything right, and you experience a mystical moment of human-robotic synergy that makes you think that maybe – just maybe – the Jetsons weren’t sent back in time to portend the future.  This morning was one of those; my iPod sensed my utter lack of wakefulness and kept me on the road with a boisterous mix.  But it was clever – the little black box with the scroll wheel input knew that I could end up speeding with the rhythm, and would toss up a couple countervailing tempos from time to time to slow down the tapping of my lead foot (see:Peasant, Belle & Sebastian).  So here’s the list it came up with.  Great combination, no?

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