Right now I'm writhing around on the floor. Squirming in agony. Silent for a moment in fetal repose. Then, sucking air, coming up again. And just hurling my body from wall to wall. I so much want every one of the watches in the Timex competition for the watches of 2154.
Without one, how will I ever live in this world?
I'd love the energistime, “a kind of tentacular watch which shows your global energy consumption and the free time you win or loose.”
Or the OrgaRhythm. It “dynamically reacts to changes in diet, lifestyle and environment.” [I'm trying hard these days not to have a “lifestyle” but I'd gladly settle for one if it meant getting my hands on this one.]
The Floating Bracelet is understated, and I would quite like being the object of a force field. Sorta like a copper bracelet, only time-aware.
I love time-on-a-nail, but I'm afraid I'd pick it off at a scary movie and loose it to the sticky floor.
It looks like we'll be putting time stickers on our bags in the future...and even on our [flack?] jackets. The model here has apparently just witnessed a homeland atrocity. When he can remove his hands from his eyes, he'll no doubt check the time and phone in the location.
You'll even be able to match your sticker watch to your clothes. Today, a good bet would be to take the one in front, since the new black is gray and the new red is orange.
Check em out.