Mr. Robotics and I have just returned from a brief stint at the TED conference down in Monterey, where we were wrangling Chapek and El Espanol Borracho for throngs of eager TEDgoers at the opening night party.

Thanks to Steve Jurvetson who took the picture!
The partygoers gamely took us up on our entreaty to “Push our buttons” and were rewarded with a three foot flame over a delightful concoction of coffee, milk, sugar, Kahlua and 151 proof rum. That is, the concoctions were delightful until we ran out of 151 and had to replace it with Everclear.
Apologies to the attendees whom I did not warn in time.
You’ll notice the cocktail making robot in question is a great deal shinier than it was at Roboexotica 2006. This is because I ripped his guts out, rearranged them, added some shiny stuff and stuck a sticker over the whole mess. He feels much better now, thank you.
I was so glad to have the opportunity to introduce some of the party-going TED conferencers, the most enlightened, intelligent, tech-savvy and sensitive individuals on the planet, to the twenty-first century.
It was fabulous to explain over and over that yes, I built this machine, and yes, I also have mammary glands, and no, my husband did not do the work for me, and yes, I did in fact soil my pretty little hands with solder and worry my pretty little head about circuit diagrams and continuity testing and YES I even know what those big words mean!
So thank you, you select few, you earth movers and tree-shakers, you bastions of wit and talent; thank you for influencing my notions about the music makers and the dreamers of dreams that were at this conference. It is a lesson that I shall truly treasure.
I shoulda given you a cocktail.
To follow: A lovely mini photoblogpost showing ESB’s re-build leading up to the event.