This came in as spam today

“How embarrassing. The continuation of our species matters more than you can imagine.

It is the single most important thing we can do. Sounds good to me, I said.
I didn’t have to say: can we change the meeting from 6 to 11? My kids have a music recital and I don’t want to miss it for the world. I’ll tell you what happened next. (Things were looking worse.)

I’d seen many of the same things I’ve seen before. (I’d seen something really weird. 🙂 Are there a lot of these types of accidents? I’d walk down to the stream, look around, and take a deep breath.
Love what you do and do what you love.

What are we going to do tonight? I asked. My job was to apply the formula. Why do guys like you and me know what a duvet is? Are you getting pieces of this?”

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