Trips? Transgressions? Tingles?

“Right here. Do you see?”

“The 't' stands for Tumblr?”

“No. Look, you're really not getting this, are you.”

“I understand what you're saying, and I've already been thinking about moving my posts from Blogspot to Tumblr, but I don't have a specific goal in doing so, I just wonder what will happen. I don't think you can predict the results.”

“But you can calculate the potential score.”

“Oh, right, the game.”

“Which is approaching the end.”

“Is it? Crap. I'm not ready for the next phase. Hey, can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“Does 't' stand for traffic?”

“No!”

Doctor - Work On Head

 

“Isn't it obvious?”

“I suppose it is. We don't have to talk about it.”

“Good.”

“Can we talk about your hostility?”

“Can we talk about your fat head? Sorry. Oh, you liked that? High five, little dude.”

“Could you describe who you're interacting with?”

“Who, monobrow baby? Oh, now you're mad at me again? Come on.”

“Does he have a name?”

“Do you have a name? Let's take a look at these diplomas – yep, just lines and squiggles up close. Screw you, and screw you. I'm leaving. No door. Okay, does the window open? Yes. No more liesssssssss...!”

“Dosage – fine tune.”

The Chub

“How much do you weigh?”

“What?”

“I'm wondering if I'm able to lift you. Can I try?”

“You want to lift me here? Now? All right.”

“Here we go. Oh boy. Yes!”

“Nice!”

“Now I'm going to. Oh boy. Carry you. I want to. See how far. I can go. Maybe run.”

“Wooo!”

“Okay. Okay, I'm letting you down. Oh boy.”

“That was great!”

“Man, I feel great. Wow! I'm really doing it!”

“Can I try something now?”

“Like what?”

“Like, reveal some information. As in, this is not a random encounter. I've been watching you for some time. I've engineered events so that we would meet under these circumstances and declare myself your archnemesis.”

“Whoa. That's awesome!”

“I know!”

Bathed In LED And Full Of Wi-Fi

“Aha, yes, there is something inside this. Smart kid. Take a guess what it is.”

“Um, is it wires and stuff?”

“Nope. Well, yes, but there's something else. Something special.”

“Is it a smaller remote? Is it full of little remotes?”

“No, but that would be funny.”

“Is it a computer?”

“Ooh, close.”

“Is it a robot?”

“Closer.”

“Is it... uhh...”

“Do you want me to tell you?”

“Yeah.”

“Inside there is a chamber, about so big, and in that chamber something is growing. Incubating. It's not ready to come out yet, but when it does, everything will change. It's a new kind of life, made out of connections and streams and light and pulses.”

“Is this a metaphor for...?”

“No! This is real! A being of the future, now!”

“So, it is a robot?”

“Look, it... All right, it's sort of a robot. Or a computer. But it's self-assembling. Growing. Listen. Did you hear that? Every time I shake it, it sounds different. Something is in there. I haven't actually seen it. Never opened it. Kind of scared to. Oh, excuse me, it's time to feed it and put it to bed.”