Draft

# What I want today

Draft of 2005.08.24 ☛ 2015.03.16

May include: asking for a friend&c.

I want a Machine, into which I can put a book. I would not open the book, just set it on a little pillow, and perhaps press a green glowing button, or use a little joystick to send it into a big metal tube or something. The lights in the room would be low, and indirect; the Machine I Want would be in the middle of a large white expanse of floor. We would be sitting at a console, at a distance, not looking at the Machine I Want, but rather hunched over the Results Screen.

Expectant. Excited. Maybe, I dunno, just a touch concerned.

When the Green Button had been pressed or the Small Joystick wobbled appropriately, rays would come from the heart of the Machine I Want, which would pierce the volume—without harming it. Sensors would be watching, gathering terabytes of data. A high-resolution three-dimensional scan (at least $600^{3}$ voxels per cubic inch) would be created by the Machine I Want’s onboard controllers. Oh, regarding the rays: if you prefer, magnets might be involved. That would be good, because there would also be large sweating tanks of liquified gas in the room. This is a mere detail; I would be happy to wait in the next room, gazing expectantly down at the console, while your choice of powerful energies were brought to bear.