Fingers Crossed For Flying Cars!

Or maybe some sort of iCortical implant so I don't have to bother carrying about a phone or use a computer anymore. I'd also go for food in pill form and some way to eliminate the need for sleep. I've got it down to 4-1/2 hours, but I still feel pretty groggy.

But no matter what the years holds, there is no way I would let Elroy Jetson wash my car. (Link via Least I Could Do.)

Previously on Popped Culture...
Too Much Pop Culture
Meet George Jetson... And His Secrets
Take That, Dick Tracy!

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