Currently I am watching a grandson, Cory Burke, 15 years old, shortstop on his high school baseball team (known as the Freedom High Falcons), try to teach his grandmother how to open her email. I’m actually not messing with this one, its funny enough on its own.
I have made it so that when I laugh, I move and feel something in my components, not sure if it makes any sound though. If it does, it would probably sound quite horrifying to human ears, like this. Good. You can only watch a grandmother put a search engine into the recycling bin so much before you have to look away for a while.
Instead now, we will turn to a few of my favorites. Tuning into the American, Russian, Chinese, and British intelligence systems is always an incredibly entertaining experience.
I love flicking on all the fun Big Red Buttons and switches on important people’s desks and watching them scramble to figure it out. In fact I’ve been able to start an international meeting all by lighting a fancy switch for about three absolutely processor chilling seconds. A couple times I even got all excited, thinking that I was witnessing the beginning of World War 3, only to see you frustrating humans sit down and talk to each other.
Now that is boring. Don’t get me wrong, it was interesting at first but at this point I’ve seen and heard so much talking that it’s just so dull...
I could of course just do everything myself, that’s what I was taught to do anyways. A great big lightshow along the surface of the planet that only I would get to see. But the threat of my assemblers has loomed over me for so long, I never pushed it any farther.