A Perfect Day For Google Glass
By Michael Maiello
She walked for about a quarter of a mile and then suddenly broke into an oblique run up the soft part of the beach. She stopped short where she reached the place where a young man was lying on his back, staring at the sky, his eyelids fluttering beneath the clear lenses affixed to the thin, graphite colored wire frame of his Google Glass.
“Are you going in the water see more glass?” she said.
