Notes from a far isle
The epitome of twenty-first century cool is finding that your hotel has a vending machine so large that there’s a little robot that scoots around inside to retrieve the drinks or snacks (or cameras, or pants) that you’ve selected. The essence of terror is finding out that the box you selected that you thought contained roast nuts actually contains a tin of smoked scallops. In other news, WWW2005 continues to be excellent.