I don't know if my cell phone is recieving calls now or not. T-Mobile's customer care isn't playing their "Our network is fuxx0r3d" message anymore, so I'd assume all is well. *shrugs*
In the future, man will have the power to mold reality to his own personal tastes. When man reaches that point, our race will cease to exist. Either the constant changes to reality will cause it to collapse in upon itself or one person will infringe upon another person's happiness and they will bring about the destruction of our race. Hopefully a descendant of mine would take away such a powerful gift and then wipe the memory of it from the minds of all mankind. More likely he'd wish our race simply hadn't existed so that nature might have had an opportunity to exist without our interference.
I feel like some jello. I think I might make some jello tomorrow morning for dessert tomorrow evening. I'm Captain Domestic.