"I could be the least quotable guy I know."
Reluctantly admits to being @davio1962 on Twitter

What the heck is that thing up there?
As I type this on a 7-inch rectangle that is somehow wirelessly connected to a system of computerized relay stations around the planet, I ask myself…
What would it be like to live in the future?
Wouldn’t it be something if there was a secret society of paranoid people?
What makes you think that there isn’t?
What makes you think that you’re not part of it?
If dimples on a golf ball help it slice through the air better, does that mean that people with dimples naturally move somewhat faster than the rest of us?
Why can it never be more than 100% humidity? I mean, haven’t they ever heard of extra credit?
Why did I think that this was a good idea?