A prayer (um, sort of)

Thank you, Lord, for inspiring people to invent things like sliced bread, chainsaws and fire. This time, however, you've really outdone yourself.

Universal remotes have existed for quite some time. The Harmony 550 is not a universal remote. It is a universal consciousness.

It lights up when I enter the room (like my dogs, except smarter), it picks me up when I am down, and I think it pays my bills, too (or maybe that's Obama). I think it accidentally launched a space shuttle the other day.

Seriously, folks, believe da hype--Harmony is foe reals, yo. So, thank you God for my new remote; and thank you for inspiring your wise and willing vessel, David, to buy it for me for Christmas.