(There will be a Ninth Gate review soon, I swear. I've recently acquired a headset microphone and am considering doing the occasional podcast, so there's a little uncertainty about format.)
Yelling fruitlessly into a robot rabbit's navel doesn't sound like a very good strategy for coping with grief, but the Nabaztag/tag has provided a lot of welcome distraction, even when it occasionally doesn't hear my voice commands. I gave her a bat tattoo to match mine, and now she's ready to fight crimes against punctuation with Edgar Allan Poe. Or play internet radio, whichever.
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