Future.

You guys know that I love the future.  Here is an opening line to a novel that someone should write that I've been toying with today:

It was the year 3098, and a host of things had become obsolete including pens, paper, grass, food, hair, sex, children, books, clothes, handshakes, the internet, work, walking, reading, writing, automobiles, air conditioning, vitamins, beds, water, love, truth, and joy.  It was an interesting time...