The Vivid and Continuous DreamDecember 3, 2006

First of all, I’ve always had my reservations with blogging. My initial thoughts are: who’s going to care? and what do I have to say? It’s like when someone demands that you tell a joke, a funny joke, immediately. And it seems just a little narcisistic, doesn’t it? Am I as ficticious as a literary hero? Perhaps, but unfortunately not as heroic or truthful. How does one adequately represent him/her self via the internet? Do I have a responsibility to do so? I don’t imagine that anyone will read this who is not already my friend, so I’m not even going to bother with information about myself. I’m also not going to talk about politics, religion, or my feelings. I am currently working on writing a book of short stories, a novel, a screenplay, a stageplay, another novel, I’m helping to develop an encyclopedia of all things robot, and am studying under John Updike, Jorge Louise Borges, Kurt Vonnegut, Franz Kafka, and Shakespere. They are all pretty cool dudes, Kafka can be a downer sometimes.

I have plans to visit Europa, the third Galilean moon of Jupiter, next summer to harvest the rarest and most delicious of all galactic delicacies: space ketchup. And that makes me happy.

That’s me, the robot. This is my sleeping position. You should see my poses when I’m awake. Of course, because I am a computer my batteries are fueled by rock action.