I debated getting one for some time. But while my cousin was rooming with me, working towards her retirement, I didn't want to try explaining my actions. (Yes, she knew about B9; kinda' hard to hide that thing.) But now that she's retired and moved out, I finally took the plunge.
If it's any consolation, I'm too afraid to puppeteer the thing for fear of damaging it. So, for the moment, I can't let myself enjoy it for what it is.