So I was up very late yesterday helping clean up a Github repo, and slept like a rock until noon.

Flipping through the news as usual over a (very) late breakfast, I come across this post on io9, and just had to wonder:

Where is the future we tried to build? Why don’t I feel at home here?

As always, the answer isn’t clear, nor can we do much more than grasp at straws in search of perfectly sensible (but utterly meaningless) excuses as to why we aren’t there yet.