Re-re-re-re-re-reading Network Effect because I can, and I am fascinated and unsurprised by the part about a quarter of the way in when Amena says she's not a hero like her Second Mom. Meanwhile, at this point in the narrative, I've involuntarily announced "Oh my God, she's so much like Mensah" at least five times.
one little ART-drone getting carried away by a hawk
one little ART-drone that got eaten by the vacuum
one little ART-drone being cornered by the cat.
One little ART drone got hit by a door opening too fast
one little ART-drone getting smacked by a shoe (someone thought it was a spider)
one little ART-drone getting stuck in the couch cushions
One little ART-drone got stuck in some dough and baked into a pie
one little ART-drone that got washed down the kitchen drain
Breaking news, a sentient surveillance machine wishes not to be perceived! Double standards much? More at eleven!
(Much gratitude to a friend who volunteered to translate for me an Old English variation of the warning sign, which was challenging because of that one little problem called "nonexistense of the concept of videocameras at the time this language form existed".)













