Electronic Skin

The Man-Child is frantic. There is a gaping hole in his electronic skin. He calls us from his cell phone. We pick up; he hears us; we can’t hear him. He calls all our various phone numbers. The problem is on his end. He turns to the IM. The Finlander, the Man-Child, and I spend the evening IM’ing from three different states in the Midwest, devising a plan so the Man-Child can have his voice heard again. As for me, I want to step out of this electronic world and touch real skin.