I really like the artwork I did on my sketch of the dialer being fed coffee. There's a CD drive being employed as a cupholder, and a monitor has a really huge and scary grin. I drew it as a very nice rack with lots of blinkenlights and patch cable panels, so it's probably looking nothing like the actual dialer, but does look huge, scary, and computer-like. That was quite some time ago. I was working with pen on looseleaf college rule paper.
I'm fond of the humor form that goes $BAD_THING, [but it was compensated for by] $OTHER_BAD_THING. It took them forever to get dinner out to us, but they made up for that by overcharging us. Just because, um, not.
Yeah, I'm weird.
Eventually, I may deconstruct my humor and write it into an AI. It's been my ambition to write an AI of myself ever since classmates told me I was unpredictable and weird in middle school or freshman year high school, though at the time I was just going for a flowchart or a decision tree, but it looks like the exact sort of thing that neural nets were designed to calculate. I can write down my rules and trace the factors on most things. That may well be what got me started to deconstructing my mind as much as I did -- I wanted to know what made me tick as much as everyone else was boggled by it, because I wasn't boggled by it, and I wanted to be able to explain it so no one would be.