Sixteen years ago, on this day, our lives were changed forever on the occurrence of the birth of the Human Tape Recorder. Her life was changed just as much, in that she was born, which is, when you think about it, probably just as bizarre as having a baby. We went from DINK yuppie scum to frightened parents in the blink of an eye, and she went from floating in a safe warm dimly-lit room to a weird, brightly-lit cavern with wind and air and stuff, and people poking at her and talking to her. Her first reaction was to poop, and I was so nervous I nearly did the same. We’ve come a long way since then!
So without further ado, Happy Halloween and Happy Birthday to the Human Tape Recorder! Sixteen years old and she’s still my walking memory bank.