As a little girl I always expected that one day adventure would happen to me—someday a tornado would whisk me away to Oz, or I’d fall down a rabbit hole, or David Bowie would kidnap...

No one messes around with a nerd’s computer and escapes unscathed.

That was when I realised a sad but incontrovertible truth: I was a geek, and there was no getting around it. I could dress in Kate’s clothes, but it didn’t make me Kate.

On a scale ranging from very little to too much, Merkin could just about categorize the amount of personal data stored in Master Loo’s computer as a shitload.

At the last moment, she remembered that her Master might be watching her and, knowing that good girls bend at the knees while bad girls bend at the waist, she picked up the cigar butt,...

The coding was anachronistic, kind of like bokeh in a renaissance painting.

Many things have been compared to a brick, mainly as a tribute to their intellect or to their aerodynamic characteristics.

Simon did not solve problems, he just shamed them into going away.