So tired. Went snowshoeing today in Keystone, CO. Fun stuff, but I prefer sliding down the mountain. Climbing up shit at 12,000 feet ain’t no walk in the park. Time for some barbecue. My wife, the human scientist incubator is hungry. I think we have a name for the little alien in her womb, if it decides to come out and has male parts, that is…Flynn. I initially thought we were having a girl, but there is something about that name that has gravitas. I said it out loud and it felt like I have said it a million times already. Sounds like someone that can play a mandolin. “Flynn, grab your mandolin and lets play a tune,” I’ll say. “Sorry, gotta run, can I borrow the android aerospace machine tonight?” …and the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon, little boy blue and the man in the moon…then I’ll put on my brain helmet, set the dial to nostalgic sleepy time, close my eyes and wait for the chemicals to take me back to a simpler time…
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