So, I chessed for the first time at Erica’s party last night! (You guys, if we all use chess as a verb, it’ll totally catch on!) I won, but only because my teacher/opponent, the very nice and patient Nanci, gave me lots of tips and do-overs. I had, like six pieces left on the board, and I’d taken one of hers. I’m still in the very learning stages, where the pieces have the names: Diagonal Guy, Straight Guy, and Horse. I figured out pawn, queen, and king, but they can have silly names, too: Easy Metaphor, Doing-Whatever Badass, and Valuable Liability.
Last day of class tomorrow! Thank you, Jesus, for having your birthday just precisely when I am finished with this crap. Ah, but I kid. I’m read a new article about robots today, and it’s totally making it into my presentation tomorrow night. I am just excited about robots.
Oh yeah! Mary and I came up with the greatest sci-fi idea ever! Because, you see, robots are being programmed with ethics. And robots can also analyze lots of data, and they’re super-efficient, and they don’t need bonuses to pay for gold houses full of cocaine and whores. Anyway, so robots should run the banking industry. And that’s how robots take over the world. We give it to them, because they’re better than Bernie Madoff! So, a sci-fi show about banking robots. Ethical banking robots. This is the next Battlestar Galactica, right here.