For quite a few years, I have wished I had a tablet: a wonderful device that lets you make drawings digitally. I dreamt of the possibilities: finally, I would be able to... Well... Draw on my computer. Tablets are cool, but they aren't exactly the second coming. Although Moses did have a couple of them, if I remember correctly...
Anyway, I was able to get a part-time job, recently. After I while, I had put aside enough cash for my very own digital drawing device. And last week, I had an excellent opportunity to go to a shopping mall in the Capital City, and get one. I checked the prices online, re-counted my dough, put it in my wallet, went to bed... And started to brood.
One tiny voice said to me: "Dude, this is going to be awesome! You're finally going to buy it!". To which another tiny conscience-like being replied: "Are you sure you really need it?". It sounded like some stuffy investment banker. The Dude didn't give up. "Aw, c'mon man, you've been wanting one of those for ages! You've worked for it; you earned it!". The Banker didn't stop trying to coax me: "But what if you come to need that money for something else? Surely it could be spent in better ways, you should save it!".
And the argument raged on, until I fell asleep. The Dude must have beat the Banker into a coma, because I didn't hear anything else from him the next morning. I went to the store, found my prize, tested some massage chairs with my colleague Arnout, and GTFO'd. And I'm glad I did so. Not only was the back rub invigorating, but I'm also having tons of fun with my new gadget.
Some of the more observant readers might be thinking: "Riveting tale, old chap! But where is the duck promised in the title?". Well, I wasn't finished! Here you go:
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| I call him Geoffrey. |
