There is a computer backstage

Sitting on the boards some hundred years old, this building is the epicenter, hiding a colorful billion dollars, and a stage. Seth built a desk for a box that could fit in your pocket. Oh blog, I think myspace is killing you. I ran on stage this morning and strangly it was obvious the new world wasn't a dream. I hear these words, that I heard before maybe a hundred times, they lose their meaning, but they maintain their weight. This beautiful box, with chairs too small, is a wonderful place to work.