Me and my Shadow-Dronewent “walking” down the lane. “If you wouldn’t mind,”I told the Drone,“I’d really like to be alone….” “Computing…,” said the Drone—making some computer noise–“You are unhappy with our present arrangement?” (There was just enough of the slippery-slopein the Drone’s toneless toneto stop me in my tracks.) “I was kidding,” I explained.“I like … Continue reading Me and My Shadow-Drone