And this is where I stand, or rather sit scribing. I wish I could lie and say I’m sitting in the breakfast nook – it sounds so “American elite”, I grab the rotary phone off the coffee table and dial a faded memory. That sounds like something a young new writer would do. Add a vintage Royal typewriter a cheap cigar a few sundries, a pack of Luckys and a story of some kind should start things rolling out. First an overall status report from the bridge.

All systems are go. We can locomote and we have tested the mechanics of walking. We can definitely resolve the issue of propulsion.