When the machines start talking back.

To the close-enough-to-the-top of the mountain.

Never has the oblique and enigmatic been so arresting.

Come look at a bunch of shiny human faces.

It's okay to be afraid of Fridays, right?

Don't be the last one at the party.

More like alone with this beauty of a game.

Found guilty of being pretty dang good.

What more do you need besides cowboy robots?

Someone should have blown the whistle on this one.