Various notes written as stories.
It was just three days before Christmas when my friend invited me to his workshop to witness the completion of his latest project.
It's possible that I expect too much of technology, of the product of like-minded folks, that my friction threshold has diminished akin to my patience with electronics.
Immortals speak not with words but wait for things to happen, and merely points at them.
Our program plays games of Rock Paper Sissors against itself and soon develops a framework for complex speech.