Imagine the possibilities

I’m thinking of having myself cloned. 

Someone pointed out the clone would be an infant and therefore not much help to me.  I’m certain that’s not true.  That’s not how it happened in the movie Multiplicity and, since there is no actual science for me to refer to here (we’re not counting Dolly the sheep.  I am not a sheep ergo THAT science doesn’t apply to me) I’m using Multiplicity as my reference.

For those of you unfamiliar with the movie, Multiplicity,  it came out in 1996 and starred Michael Keaton and Andie McDowell.

 One of the problems postulated in the movie, is that subsequent clones get dumber as they go.  I don’t think that’s necessarily a problem.  I’ll send #2 to the day job, #3 is cleaning this pit of a house, #4 can hang out with my kids and I’ll sit in coffee shops and read and write all day.

This sounds like a perfect solution.  Hurry science, hurry!