That obnoxious noise is actually the sound of a website under construction. Soon there will be something here. Slowly the beast awakens. Slowly the dark ones return to their old citadels along the fringes of the World Wide Web. That which was dead shall rise again.
We have been busy. We have created life. Life! We made it from string cheese and carrots and pie and love. We have been busy nurturing it, raising it up, preparing it.
Now it wants things. "Daddy, we need a robot," says the creature, after watching the first third of WALL-E. So much he has yet to learn. I would tell him that robots look all shiny cool, but eventually they always rise up to destroy their creators, but he's to little to understand.
For now.
