The local police in our little village seem pretty darn competent. MJ and I were just out for a walk, and there was a new cop car parked on our street, so I wentn looked in the window to see what my taxes pay. For.
It was Ultra. Ultra, ultra. There was a laptop, lid open and positioned; very nice looking black one, above a WHOLE BUNCH of buttons and wrap-around consoles I couldn't understand, like Gemini or The Man From Uncle. (I mean, with a car like this, why do you even need to move?) And only one sticker in the whole cockpit (and NO guns!) ~ Sticker was on the bottom front of the laptop, in bright yellow: "DO NOT USE THIS COMPUTER WHILE DRIVING".
I said to MJ, who's 70 feet past me, "I need to see if this is a Sharp. This looks like a Sharp. It's like - it looks likemuh Sharp. I wonder if they're having any harddrive problems. I wanna ask this guy......"
"You can call the City tomorrow!" she yells at me from down the road.
That's my signal to scurry and catch up. |
