It has become more than apparent that there are more than one of us out there. So, in an effort to distinguish amongst us, I have foregone any research of the others. Do a Google search for yourself; the proliferation will soon become apparent (have you counted them all?!?). Asylum becomes a better and better word all of the time . . .
We all appear to live up to our names, in one form or another, from what I have read so far. With this being said, I cautiously welcome myself to the genre. Kind of like a rogue meerkat (yes, I am a fan), we like to think of ourselves as 'the one' that can (or does, depending) make the difference. Since it is not possible for all of us to be 'the one', I bow down to those before me, and hope they accept me for what I am. I fit in, if it is any consolation; maybe I'll get a shiny new paint job and cloak amongst my predecessors... if I do it right, they won't even know I'm there. :)
Does anyone know, anyway, what exactly defines a mad scientist? Is it 11 painfully outdated laptops strategically placed under one's bed for storage, awaiting the prime 'striking' moment in old-school AI? Is it the small cluster of servers under the staircase that makes yelling for your spouse impractical because the fans are too loud? Is it the giant scale model remote control car sitting in your living room that you picked up out of a neighbor's 'bulk' trash pile because it 'just seems to fit' your current RC projects? The use of plastic bulk cat litter containers as a place to store the power supplies for the laptops? A transmogrified RC airplane remote that has been retrofitted with a PIR motion sensor to tell you when someone is approaching from 1/4 mile away?
Asylum? Where?
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