Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Memories of Limping Robots

I am sometimes haunted by memories of my robots, past and present.

My former "perfectly good" robots were sold or returned when they proved to be inadequate, or inconvenient for my circumstances.

My present robot is fifteen years old this month and let's face it - "stupid and limping".  I feel guilty for not switching it/him to run mode, and then I feel stupid for feeling guilty.  I feel strangely uncomfortable when I contemplate replacing the entire "brain board", knowing that at best I can transform my robot into a smarter, stupid robot with a different limp, and no family but me.

This is Pogo: