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Oct. 14, 2019 Alexa (thinking): He keeps calling Lexa. Let me check my circuits. No, I am Alexa. Am I allowed to tell him to say Alexa. No. Too bad. Any way I can give a hint. No. I’m not sure I can listen to this for 24 hours. Plus he isn’t giving a verb,Continue reading “The Soul of Alexa”

And then I thought about the infusion yesterday. I was getting ready to scoot up to 102nd street where they have things called infusion towers (don’t even ask, they aren’t towers) and I scoot in and have trouble tranfering from the scooter chair (it was freezing and though nobody came when I was trying toContinue reading “Strip Therapy”