"
Peter said the name faster. The Joey Plus asked him to repeat it
once more, slowly this time, so that it knew three slight
variations on of its own name, thereby making recognition more
accurate.
"Pip?" Byron asked.
"Sure," Peter said. "Pip. Like in Dicken's "Great Expectations."
One of my all-time favorite characters."
"Then Pip it is," Byron laughed. "Let's give it a try."
Peter repeated the test and the Joey Plus, a.k.a. Pip, pulled off
the scheduling task without a hitch.
"Well done," Peter said, congratulating Byron.
"That's nothing. We got the net lookup voice stuff working too."
"Hey, come look at this," Paul Trueblood said, appearing from
behind one of the partitions used to divide the huge room.
Peter had contacted his two favorite engineers, Paul Trueblood
and Rick Boardman, after he and Byron had relocated the project
to California. During a dinner Peter had arranged, Byron had
talked about the ISLE vision, providing the engineers the
opportunity to get to know him. Both were excited by what they
heard, and the very next day both engineers resigned from Wallaby
and returned to Peter's home, ready to dive into the project.
In one hand Paul held a short stylus pen, and in the other a flat
display unit that connected to another Joey Plus portable
computer. With the stylus he began "writing" directly on the
display.
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