Well, hips, knees, replacement parts in every nook, cranny, and crevice. By now, I expect that cyborg is the proper term of address. But, Hot damn! That Lithitronic Rechargeable Unit ™ and those Technocentron™ memory units are just incredible. You have all the licks for all the old folksongs on a guitar, banjo, and keyboard! And the new vocoder voice has a nice mellow baritone.
But, you say it’s not the same. No challenge getting the correct rasp out on a blues? Everything sounds the same. And everyone has the same perfect hair?
The worst of it is the mortgage. You have another century to work to pay off the plastic surgery and the joint replacement?
But from your perspective years on, what advice can you give me?
Enjoy what I’ve got, while I’ve got it?
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Pedro and I have been watching The Six Million Dollar Man lately, for fun. We thought that a TV show from 1973 would be so bad it’s great, and we were right. It has been a lot of fun. Last time we both watched this show was when we were kids, in the 1970s and 80s. This time around, I saw the credits on the pilot episodes, attributing the story idea to the book called Cyborg.
Definitely good advice to enjoy what you’ve got as long as you’ve got it.