These are my MIMOBOT flash drives. In theory, these cute little guys would go back and forth, delivering InDesign and image files, between me and our graphic designer, Pip. That's how we make the magazine, you see: We pass files back and forth and
voila!
But I love these little guys too much to part with them, so I let Pip use her own dang flash drives.
Typically, they just sit there on my computer dashboard thing, looking at me with their funny little faces. Sometimes, when I get nervous or anxious, I pick one up, place it between my index finger and thumb and rub the heck out of it. As if it were a worry stone, or something.
Poor little pizzahead guy over there on the left has lost a bit of his head. My bad, poor little pizzahead guy.
John Atkinson came into my office one day recently, noticed my MIMOBOTS and asked:
"Why do you have the B-52s on your computer?"
