My i-book learned how to speak and recognize my voice and understand what I’m telling it to do and it answers back. I named it Book. Our favorite chats revolve around things like “Book; get me my mail” or “Book; switch to i-tunes” or “Book; do you like me?” [he doesn’t answer that] When I ask it to tell me a joke, it does, always knock-knock-who’s-there ones, always terribly bad ones. At some point it said: “enough jokes, back to work.” I hope we can become friends.