…repeat after me (…or AI needs me more than I need IT)
When the tablet became ubiquitous…when the ‘pad’ became compuls-teen-ory…when they could even feel like paper…did the book die? Nope…AI...
…repeat after me (…or AI needs me more than I need IT)
Legless? Me?
Say that again…?
Move forward by going backwards...
Well kick me up the proverbial xxx
Go on...break those rules...
"Oi Mic!" I shouted..."Which One?" came the cry back.
Authors do the work for you
Assumption is the mother of all Headaches
Who on earth are you?
You are the master...
Hamilton...Oi..the driver not the musical
The Walrus of Lurve
I , We, He, She,
On The Go...
Everything counts in small amounts
Independence day...this is me.