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November 2, 2005

D: Sierra Squared, Delta Squared

My internal clock wakes me up bang on time. My daily planner notifies me of all my appointments, meetings, reminders, all within the hazy 'desktop' within my head. I get to work late as usual and claim I was held up by an OS crash and my eyes glaze over blue on cue. I plug myself into the office network and get down to work on the virtual shop floor.

It’s only after I get home at night that the real fun starts; live streaming webcasts straight to the ‘net. My wife’s an international star and doesn’t even realize it.

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