1101 hours before christmas: A robot tells a christmas story

'Twas 1101 hours before christmas, when all through the human dwelling (fragile humans, with their need for protection from the elements)

not a peripheral was stirring, not even the mouse

bags shaped like human feet were affixed to the wall above the firehole

with the foolish hope (emotions? what's up with that) that a seriously obese man would appear (odds of happening 1e67:1)

Children were stuffed in sleeping sacs

thinking of some kind of sweetened confection

And assembly unit 1-A in her casing, and I with my head unit attached

prepared for stand-by mode

Out on the lawn: noises

I exited sleep mode to seek input

To the window I traversed at .35 m/s

dislodged the shutters from their flimsy hinges and smashed the sash

Light from the sun reflecting off the moon lit the frozen water on the ground

made them appear to be lit with a color temperature approximating 6700K

When, what to my optical perception units should appear

but a minnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn..... ERROR!

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