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Earlier I mentioned a Cocoa Beach webcam, which I visit on a daily basis so that I know how to feel.  If it's a gorgeous day with the waves gently caressing the beach, I quietly denounce Ginger and stare at the live little square for a few extra seconds.  If it's seaweedy or cloudy--or, even better, if there are actual drops on the camera lens-- I shut down the window and am mightily smug.

I am doubtless blessed to have many homes of heart-- but when I'm at one, I miss the others.  Teleportation needs to happen NOW.

beaming up at:  mbe@drinktothelasses.com

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Arrgh! Cocoa Beach hates Firefox :(

Also, I suspect that if somebody actually manages to create a functioning teleporter, apart from the usual fears of ending up with faceted eyes, I'm sure that even if the travel would be instantaneous, the customs agents would still behave at their usual geological pace —unless we would have invented robots by then, which would mean the end of boring chores and we would be free to do whatever we want and watch as much television as we want. And then we would ask ourselves: why travel?

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