Having written I Was a Teenage Popsicle (set ten years in the future), I guess I'm supposed to be some sort of expert.
Secret confession: I'm so not. (Though I love watching old Star Trek episodes as much as the next gal. Vastly prefer the 'Next Generation' episodes, though. Just can't handle William Shatner anymore.)
Secret confession #2: I wouldn't even want to be cryonically preserved. Would hate waking up to a future with no friends and even more gadgets to figure out. I have enough trouble with cell phones and laptops. Besides, most people who sign up for cryo-preservation are exlorers, adventurers. (They kinda half to be, 'cuz let's face it: the technology required for successful cryo-preservation is way far off at this point.) I, by contrast, am a cautious homebody. Don't even like going on rides at the fair.
But here's one thing I do know about the future: it's in jeopardy.
If we don't start taking better care of the planet, we could be living in a vastly different world as early as ten to twenty years from now.
We can all do our bit. Do yourself and your loved ones a favor and check out http://www.davidsuzuki.org (Suzuki's an ultra-cool Canadian scientist/environmentalist) and sign up for the Nature Challenge to reduce global warming. It's a cinch, I promise--you just have to promise to do a few easy things, like walk, bike or carpool whenever possible.
Here's something else I know about the future: it's in great hands.
The tweens and teens I've spoken to since writing I Was a Teenage Popsicle are completely and totally awesome--super smart and super energetic. If anybody can turn the environment problem around, they can.
Finally, here's the last thing I know about the future: it's bringing you Beyond Cool, the sequel to I Was a Teenage Popsicle (though it can easily be read as a standalone) in August!!!