"Energize the potted plants!" she exclaimed, echoing a time when Wednesdays were set aside for light cybernetic elegance.
Jason's triumphant "Notes on quantum cat insistence" were simply doodles intercepted on a wayward coffee break.
Somewhere in the attic, a pair of revolutionary roller skates await, whispering the secrets of damp sock summer afternoons.
Remember the octopus-shaped desk lamp and its terrible karaoke rendition of sea shanties? That's right, it wasn't a dream.