kids would be free of his disgusting habits (and innuendos).
I saw Kass coming out of the glass doors a minute later, and flashed my headlights. She waved before turning back to the other three girls she had been talking to, gave them all hugs, then jogged to the car. I knew things would be okay when she leaned across the seat and kissed me on the cheek. I played it off as if it was no big deal, giving her a sideways glance to make sure she wasn’t going to pull a knife or a billy club on me. As we pulled away from the curb, her hand found my leg. I made myself promise to not screw up again.
*
I looked at the clock and groaned. It was almost midnight and I hadn’t even touched my homework. I didn’t have to have it ready until Wednesday, but I had three classes tomorrow, and all three were pretty loaded when it came to homework. I decided to tackle the Cultural Geography essay first. Writing six paragraphs about anything was a snap if I’d read something interesting.
The Arab Spring uprising was interesting for sure, as it showed that religious dictatorships, any dictatorships really, were becoming an endangered species in that part of the world. I extended the projection below the center screen and called up the virtual keyboard. I traded off between typing and using voice commands to get any real work done. I hadn’t found an instruction manual beyond the ones that showed me how to put all of the components together, and the computer was frustrating to work with when it came to voice commands. And again, I didn’t want to cause a bio-weapons attack in New Zealand by slipping up.
I reached out to the screen to touch the browser icon when I felt like I had to sneeze. I made a ‘schrunk’ noise as I felt my muscles almost-contract. My finger stabbed the icon next to the browser icon. I hadn’t fooled with any of the other icons beyond the browser and the App Center, and hadn’t even fooled with the App Center beyond a quick search for instructions after downloading Delta-9 and Star Evolution.
A window opened, and it looked almost like a Google search page, except the logo was a giant Q that had either flames or lightning coming off it. After looking at it for a second longer, I saw that it was both. Kind of a strange lightning-fire. Below the logo was the word “Qwerry.” I assumed it was a play on the word “query” and gave it a mental touche . What the hell , I told myself. I didn’t think anything could surprise me, so why worry about an unknown search engine on a quantum computer that connects to the internet without having any networking capabilities?
I touched the search box and typed in “Arab Spring.” A list of related searches appeared, and I began to sort through them. After a few minutes, I realized most of them were from 2012 or later. I knew the good Dr. Campbell would tsk tsk me if I didn’t include the origins of the movement. I looked up the initial uprisings, then touched the search box again and typed in “Arab Spring 2010.” I clicked on the first link that showed up, one that originated from the BBC website.
After reading a few paragraphs, I stopped and rubbed my eyes, not sure what I was reading. I double-checked the address bar to make sure I was on the BBC.co.uk website and not one of the fake parody news sites. I looked back down to the story, and began reading again.
President-elect Lorraine Roosevelt Harvey clarified her earlier remarks today, citing a miscommunication during her speech in Brussels at the US-EU Summit. “I would like to stress once again that I plan on reducing troop strengths to minimal levels on January 31st,” she said to the crowd of reporters that awaited her outside of the old NATO headquarters. “President Gregory over-committed our forces, and I plan to rectify that immediately. I repeat, there will be an immediate draw-down in troop levels on January 31st, and by March 1st, there will be a total withdrawal of all U.S. forces within
I saw Kass coming out of the glass doors a minute later, and flashed my headlights. She waved before turning back to the other three girls she had been talking to, gave them all hugs, then jogged to the car. I knew things would be okay when she leaned across the seat and kissed me on the cheek. I played it off as if it was no big deal, giving her a sideways glance to make sure she wasn’t going to pull a knife or a billy club on me. As we pulled away from the curb, her hand found my leg. I made myself promise to not screw up again.
*
I looked at the clock and groaned. It was almost midnight and I hadn’t even touched my homework. I didn’t have to have it ready until Wednesday, but I had three classes tomorrow, and all three were pretty loaded when it came to homework. I decided to tackle the Cultural Geography essay first. Writing six paragraphs about anything was a snap if I’d read something interesting.
The Arab Spring uprising was interesting for sure, as it showed that religious dictatorships, any dictatorships really, were becoming an endangered species in that part of the world. I extended the projection below the center screen and called up the virtual keyboard. I traded off between typing and using voice commands to get any real work done. I hadn’t found an instruction manual beyond the ones that showed me how to put all of the components together, and the computer was frustrating to work with when it came to voice commands. And again, I didn’t want to cause a bio-weapons attack in New Zealand by slipping up.
I reached out to the screen to touch the browser icon when I felt like I had to sneeze. I made a ‘schrunk’ noise as I felt my muscles almost-contract. My finger stabbed the icon next to the browser icon. I hadn’t fooled with any of the other icons beyond the browser and the App Center, and hadn’t even fooled with the App Center beyond a quick search for instructions after downloading Delta-9 and Star Evolution.
A window opened, and it looked almost like a Google search page, except the logo was a giant Q that had either flames or lightning coming off it. After looking at it for a second longer, I saw that it was both. Kind of a strange lightning-fire. Below the logo was the word “Qwerry.” I assumed it was a play on the word “query” and gave it a mental touche . What the hell , I told myself. I didn’t think anything could surprise me, so why worry about an unknown search engine on a quantum computer that connects to the internet without having any networking capabilities?
I touched the search box and typed in “Arab Spring.” A list of related searches appeared, and I began to sort through them. After a few minutes, I realized most of them were from 2012 or later. I knew the good Dr. Campbell would tsk tsk me if I didn’t include the origins of the movement. I looked up the initial uprisings, then touched the search box again and typed in “Arab Spring 2010.” I clicked on the first link that showed up, one that originated from the BBC website.
After reading a few paragraphs, I stopped and rubbed my eyes, not sure what I was reading. I double-checked the address bar to make sure I was on the BBC.co.uk website and not one of the fake parody news sites. I looked back down to the story, and began reading again.
President-elect Lorraine Roosevelt Harvey clarified her earlier remarks today, citing a miscommunication during her speech in Brussels at the US-EU Summit. “I would like to stress once again that I plan on reducing troop strengths to minimal levels on January 31st,” she said to the crowd of reporters that awaited her outside of the old NATO headquarters. “President Gregory over-committed our forces, and I plan to rectify that immediately. I repeat, there will be an immediate draw-down in troop levels on January 31st, and by March 1st, there will be a total withdrawal of all U.S. forces within
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