The Nightmare on Connected Home Street
Wired
«I wake up at four to some old-timey dubstep spewing from my pillows. The lights are flashing. My alarm clock is blasting Skrillex or Deadmau5 or something, I don’t know. You see, my house has a virus again.»
From Weekly Filet #169, in August 2014.
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