This sabbatical finds me splashing the web more and more and I find myself marinating with awe over the mysteries of the internet, a realm infested with indefinite tendrils of kibble and bits branching into gaps of space. But how pray/prey tell (I love Edgar Alan Poe) does it work? For instance, this very afternoon I shot electronic mail to my human mommy who sits uptown in a box (cubicle?) and works with a computer. Only a minute after quilting my electronic note, she responded! Ravishing! Information dots instantly ping-ponging through space! It’s like warm instant oatmeal or perhaps grits.