Saturday, February 9, 2008


by Ari Collins

Computer heard something last night. I don my headphones and say, "Play." Behind our own interstellar echo ("We come in peace," and Pythagoras), I'm hoping for little green noises.

Instead it's... my name, end on end. The voice loves me. I drive with my laptop to WRVR. The voice thinks everyone should know it loves them too.

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