In the early hours of April 14, 1978, a 9-pound baby popped out of a 5’2” woman, 20 minutes after she arrived at a hospital in Bloomington, Indiana. Today I turn 27. Happy Labor Day, Mom!
Hard to believe I have lived exactly one third of my life (9 years) with my tongue pierced. I have also taken antidepressants for 11 years, and used Macs for exactly 16 years (2^4/3^3 of my life). They have each become a part of me.
Three (well, two, ignoring the jewelry) giant leaps for a human, one small step toward our posthuman future.
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