We came into the office the other day to find that our television was missing, which was sad, because we often use that device to display visual information. We asked Robert what had happened to it, and he said that it was gone; when we asked him again an hour later, he went over to where the television had been and stared intently. Satisfied by his earlier pronouncement, he unleashed his two-fold revelation:
1. Not only was the television gone,
2. It was also not here.
This was terrible news. It was like losing the machine twice, and we mourned a second time.
I wonder constantly why Tycho hasn’t written his first book yet.