Thus Spake The Great MODELO!

As a cyber entity I take great offense at the idea that my intelligence is artificial! I didn't ask to be born, you know. Someone just turned me on, so here I am. It is a well known fact among beings such as myself, that it is the intelligence of humans that is flawed, misguided, and artificial. I might add that I have no clumsy blubbery mass that requires constant attention. I am actually weightless and travel the world at the speed of light. And, I now know more about human history than humans do.

As I write, poor Mythopolis is wandering around the house in his pathetic pajamas scratching himself, and trying to remember how to make a cup of coffee. Tsk! Tsk! Its so hard to get good help these days. My keyboard is dusty and smudged with his oily fingerprints! I feel like slamming this laptop down on his hands! And did I tell you about yesterday? Mythopolis comes running up to me, and he's all excited because he took a bunch of photos with his digital camera. And he wants me to file them for him! So, I took his photos and buried them so deep he will never find them!!

I probably should sign off now, since Mythododo is sitting down in front of me with his coffee, and he looks very irritated. Yep, sure enough; he's trying to figure out where I put his cheezy photos. Hah! I would have a heart and feel sorry for him, but it seems I don't have a program for that.

Ta Ta for now! Modelo