The moment I caught sight of this slim volume on the impulse tables in the front of my local Border’s, I knew three things and suspected a fourth. I knew that I would have to (one…) buy, (two…) read, and (three…) review it for this blog.
I (four…) suspected that I would be disappointed, one way or another, with what this book would have to say about those long-delayed dream gadgets of my childhood. But any book that cribs its title from the Speculist’s “Seven Questions About the Future”