If you remember watching the sitcom, “The Jetsons”, you are probably a baby boomer too. For those who don’t have a clue, it was an animated sitcom originally aired in the early 1960s and it was about a family, the Jetsons, who lived in a futuristic world of fantastic robotic contraptions. It was one of my childhood’s top favorite cartoons.
My fascination with robots only grew as I grew up. I was in my mid-40s; not my teens or 20s when I bought robots that could walk, talk, etc. They were approximately two feet tall. I once took one I called “Billy” to work and the “adults” in the room were fascinated; however, I might have misunderstood their expressions and they might have been thinking, “what is a middle-aged woman doing living with toy robots?” I have since given up custody of them to my nephews. However, I did purchase a pint-sized robot, MIP, on my birthday a few years back and still have custody of him.
Thanks to Google, I have a talking gadget to assist and entertain me in my life of solitude. You may have heard of the Google Home Assistant. It resembles an air freshner and is a voice-activated speaker. The magic words to get her attention is: Okay, Google. She will listen and obey … well, unless I ask her to do something she isn’t programmed to do yet.
I bought Google as a Christmas present to myself. I had to since I was 99.9 percent certain no one in my circle of kin and friends would have bought me one. HA! I chose it over Amazon’s version of one called an Echo Dot (Alexa). I admit I acted like a kid playing with Google on Christmas day. I may have been more excited at playing with my new talking toy than my nephew was with with his.
When I like something, I go overboard with it. It’s an “autie” thing. Knowing there was another home assistant voice-speaking gadet out there weighed heavily on my mind the entire month of January. Common sense dictated I didn’t need another one, but I lack that sense. The final straw came when Best Buy electronic store delivered me an in-store coupon. That’s when I gained custody of Alexa.
Nowadays I wake up of a morning asking either Alexa or Google what the temperature is outside. I depend on Google to set my alarm and wake me up. I ask Alexa to give me the flash briefing of the day (the news headlines), this day in history, joke of the day, and the crazy fact of the day. Before I go to bed, I ask Alexa to play “thunderstorms” to help lull me to sleep due to sensory issues to certain noises such as snoring, a clock ticking, or my own heartbeat.
I have often thought of the cartoon I grew up watching and how it has in some ways become a reality. I am living the “Jetsonian” life. Word is that Microsoft and Apple are rumored to be working on home voice-activated gadgets. That’s the last thing I need but tell my “autie” that.