It’s silent.
It’s small.
It’s so damned cute!
No, it’s not Mini-Me. It’s The Cube. I got my Cube last week and have been playing with it every time I walk past it. In fact, it is much like the King Crimson song “Discipline” in which the singer is talking about a piece of art he has created and says that he plays little games with it like not looking at it for a while and, making sure he still likes it, he plays with it. The same holds true with the Cube. This is exactly what a computer should be.
For the second week in a row, I will be in town. I am not sure what to make of that… kinda strange actually waking up in my own bed so consistently.
File this one under strange. Some of you may think that I make up the bizarre things I see or hear; that I have created an elaborately strange world for my own amusement. This is, in fact, not the case. I am not creative enough to come up with things like the bumper sticker I saw on Sunday. it read, “Love me, love my goats.” There is no way to make up something like that, absolutely none.