martes, julio 21, 2009
I . . . love technology
The other night was a beautiful night. A warm summer evening, and Mr. M. and I were outside enjoying it. Mr. M. was installing a fingerprint-recognition garage door opener. He got himself and his fingerprint registered, and then came my turn. I ran my thumb across the scanner. It didn't work. I tried again. Didn't work. Tried again. Didn't work. I moved on to my index finger. That didn't work. Because of the position of the scanner, I thought my pinkie might do the trick, so I tried that. Didn't work. I just kept trying it. I began to sing the words of Kip from Napoleon Dynamite: "I . . . love technology ", as I repeatedly caressed the scanner with my finger to no profit. Success finally came, and ridiculous as the reason for our being outside enjoying the warm summer evening, I'm glad we were!
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Why didn't you rub your forehead on the scanner? Isn't that where the chip's embedded?
That's what doesn't make sense. The chip IS there, but the scanner's only wide enough for a finger. Go figure!
Maybe Mr M could tell Mr K about this system; we need a new one sooner or later and this sounds sound
Handy device
No, I meant doesn't it scan the chip embedded in your forehead? You know, the chip that's encoded 666.
That stuff is all in the Book of Revelation.
Another horrible day of having to explain jokes.
Mr. Cho may not know
that I'm sent from Heaven,
my mommy told me so.
'Tis true, that chip on my head,
but what it says is 777.
You think I don't know my theology? Nice try, Mr. Cho!
Great...now I have that song stuck in my head. I, too, love technology, but not as much as you, you see. Aaaaaahhhh--make it stop!
Well, it's been in my head since I wrote this post, so I have NO SYMPATHY . . . FOR THOSE WHO LOVE TECHNOLOGY . . . NOT EVEN 4 J U C.
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