Now then. The future beckons.

No, rather, it is I who beckon it. The future is glorious and sweet but the present involves working for pay and rattling cages for a job. I beckon you, future. Come here.

Now then. After all, I do intend to be a computer scientist. Squirrely remarks in other directions are to be discounted. I learned up on creating programming languages and creating programming languages is what I want to do.

But first, a few million dollars.

Well, first, a few dollars.

Then we'll see.