At Ian's birthday party on Sat. Robin and I forgot our camera (Thanks to Glenn P. for a save here.) It caused me to reflect some on the obsessive need to document our lives and then "replay" them. It's almost as if, without the documentation, we can't be sure an event occured or how we felt during it. I felt guilt and sadness for forgetting the camera; this would be time permanently lost. This idea of capturing time is obviously not new, but we are now capturing far more time (as a culture) than actually passes. Thus, it would take more than a lifetime to (re)view a lifetime. And this hyper-documentation is exponentially increasing, expanding the present and even creating history in the moment.
I don't know what we're going to do with all this time, since unfortunately there is both too little and too much at the same time. Perhaps we need time munchers–little bots that roam around and eat time, but only the time poorly spent. This way our replayed histories could be even more glorious.