Futurecaster By David S Reynolds Copyright 2012 David S Reynolds ...
Futurecaster By David S Reynolds
Published by David S Reynolds at Smashwords
Copyright 2012 David S Reynolds Cover design by David Reynolds © 2012
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Futurecaster I always knew my son would kill me. What makes that statement truly strange is that I knew it before I even met his mother. Sorry for the confusion, I guess a bit of background is in order. According to my mother, I have always been good at math. To hear her tell it I was adding numbers before I even learned to speak. While I can’t confirm that, I do remember always being bored in math class because it went too slow. In my boredom I discovered Greek myths. What particularly fascinated me was any story involving the Oracles. How cool would it be to be able to predict the future? One evening when I was about 13, I was watching the news with my dad and the weather forecaster came on. I realized that the guy was using mathematical models to predict if it would rain tomorrow and I started to wonder if the same could be done for predicting future events other than weather. The more I learned about weather prediction, the more convinced I became that my idea would work. It was mostly just looking at past patterns and then running statistics to make an educated guess. I spent hours looking for patterns in history. By the way, you know that saying about not learning from history? I can prove that statement. I studied meteorology in college to get a better idea of how the prediction computers worked.
After years of study and work, I had a model that gave predictable results. Just like weather prediction, it was not an exact science but the more I practiced the better and more accurate I got. Perhaps those Oracles from the Greek stories were actually math savants. I started a consulting company and called it Oracle. I knew I couldn’t tell people that I could see into the future but I couldn’t resist hinting at it. It wasn’t until later that I started predicting the future of individuals. I told a few friends that I could tell the future and they thought I was nuts. When I showed them accurate predictions of their futures they came around and soon word started to spread. One day somebody asked me what my future held. I had to tell them I didn’t know. I had never entered my information into the computer before. That night I found myself staring at the input screen, the curser silently flashing back at me behind the last word of all my stats. I was afraid to hit enter. It was easy when I was looking into the future of somebody else, the events weren’t happening to me. I was just a reporter. I had become detached from the people that sat across from me either in tears or jumping for joy. I remember one guy, he was so happy about the futurecast I gave him that he didn’t see the car that hit him leaving my office. What can I say, sometimes the weather man predicts sunshine and you get rain. Some people got so depressed that they went home just to sit down and die. They couldn’t handle what they saw. I turned off the computer and went to bed. The next morning I once again put in all my information. This time I hit the enter key before I could think about it. Then I went to breakfast. I didn’t look at the printout for two days. After all, I created the system on a dare to myself because I thought it would be cool to predict the future. Never once did I think about what my personal future held. Finally I couldn’t stand it and I read my future. And I started to laugh.
Published by David S Reynolds at Smashwords
Copyright 2012 David S Reynolds Cover design by David Reynolds © 2012
Discover other titles by David S Reynolds at http://davidsreynolds.weebly.com Or by following him on Twitter @davidsreynolds1 And on Facebook at Renaissance Redneck Media
Smashwords Edition, License Notes This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author
Futurecaster I always knew my son would kill me. What makes that statement truly strange is that I knew it before I even met his mother. Sorry for the confusion, I guess a bit of background is in order. According to my mother, I have always been good at math. To hear her tell it I was adding numbers before I even learned to speak. While I can’t confirm that, I do remember always being bored in math class because it went too slow. In my boredom I discovered Greek myths. What particularly fascinated me was any story involving the Oracles. How cool would it be to be able to predict the future? One evening when I was about 13, I was watching the news with my dad and the weather forecaster came on. I realized that the guy was using mathematical models to predict if it would rain tomorrow and I started to wonder if the same could be done for predicting future events other than weather. The more I learned about weather prediction, the more convinced I became that my idea would work. It was mostly just looking at past patterns and then running statistics to make an educated guess. I spent hours looking for patterns in history. By the way, you know that saying about not learning from history? I can prove that statement. I studied meteorology in college to get a better idea of how the prediction computers worked.
After years of study and work, I had a model that gave predictable results. Just like weather prediction, it was not an exact science but the more I practiced the better and more accurate I got. Perhaps those Oracles from the Greek stories were actually math savants. I started a consulting company and called it Oracle. I knew I couldn’t tell people that I could see into the future but I couldn’t resist hinting at it. It wasn’t until later that I started predicting the future of individuals. I told a few friends that I could tell the future and they thought I was nuts. When I showed them accurate predictions of their futures they came around and soon word started to spread. One day somebody asked me what my future held. I had to tell them I didn’t know. I had never entered my information into the computer before. That night I found myself staring at the input screen, the curser silently flashing back at me behind the last word of all my stats. I was afraid to hit enter. It was easy when I was looking into the future of somebody else, the events weren’t happening to me. I was just a reporter. I had become detached from the people that sat across from me either in tears or jumping for joy. I remember one guy, he was so happy about the futurecast I gave him that he didn’t see the car that hit him leaving my office. What can I say, sometimes the weather man predicts sunshine and you get rain. Some people got so depressed that they went home just to sit down and die. They couldn’t handle what they saw. I turned off the computer and went to bed. The next morning I once again put in all my information. This time I hit the enter key before I could think about it. Then I went to breakfast. I didn’t look at the printout for two days. After all, I created the system on a dare to myself because I thought it would be cool to predict the future. Never once did I think about what my personal future held. Finally I couldn’t stand it and I read my future. And I started to laugh.
