I entered the millennium this weekend with the purchase of my iPhone. Like a kid in a candy store, I tasted each button one by one learning the functionality of my new toy. One of my many luddite questions to the saleswoman was, “Can I install other browsers on this thing?” She replied with an, “I don’t think so. Someone else asked me if they could install FireFox the other day.” Yeah, she had my numba. That’s what I was after.

The first evening with the iPhone continued peacefully. I crocheted a wee little iPhone cozy to protect her from scratches, then tucked her in for a good night’s sleep. During my journey into the subconscious, I was still clinging to my iPhone. I dreamt about pushing a button to access FireFox. I was in heaven. FireFox on my iPhone. Happy dream phone time. Come on Apple, unleash the beast.

The cloning process began 15 years ago. Everything went exactly as planned… blonde hair, blue eyes, etc. Then out came the personality within the specimen. She was creative, strong and athletic, which also fit the bill.

Much to our surprise, the young specimen is transforming into a tech goddess. Teaching computer classes and Adobe Flash goodness to wee little geeks. Who knew genes could be this strong? Ah, family.