<friday_flight_of_fancy> Ah, Ada, Ada! I wish I was born about 150 years ago, to a wealthy family, near Bath perhaps, and get to first see you at an evening gathering and thinking you're ravishing go over and strike a conversation, be flabbergasted by the breadth of your ideas and intellectual prowess, be hopeless enamoured with you. We would sit in your study and you would explain to me, starry eyed, the marvelous future of these computing looms, how they will change humanity and the universe. Maybe you wouldn't die so young then! </friday_flight_of_fancy>