In love with an inanimate object

I rarely LOVE, have devotion to inanimate objects--particuarly those that are new and mechanical. I've loved only two bicycles in my life--one a yellow French racer, purchased used--and the other Bianchi-red seated and handled Bianchi green bike I bought in Berkeley. I've loved only one car in my life, a school-bus yellow VW convertible. I loved my titanium Mac--now dead. But we just had a new airconditioner installed in the bedroom--and the original a-c moved to the guest room. I LOVE THE NEW AIR CONDITIONER!!!!! It looks nothing like an airconditioner; it looks more like a car's dashboard. It's way up high and out of the way. It's very quiet with a great soft sound like wind or rain. It's got this kinda friendly "look" about it, not unlike some kind of plain but friendly robot. AND it has a remote control!!! Which sent me into peals of laughter when I first saw it. I could not imagine an air conditioner with a remote control! But I lived for the last ten years in a place requiring no air conditioning, so I am definitely up on the latest. I know that I am truly in love with this device's techo-magic of dehumidity and cool. It's little fan flap moves up and down and I do not know why it does NOT remind me of the cameras in Belfast, but it doesn't. When evil Chiquita is running full blast and the newest loved inanimate, technomagic creature cannot talk to me, I feel very sad. and also miserably hot. Too bad solar power cannot run an A-C!! That would be sheer Panama heaven!!!