So what are we gonna write about today?
No idea.
Will anyone read it anyway?
Dunno.
I no know.
Does that matter?
They might be too busy reading Elon Musk buying things memes.
Should we mail it in?
Maybe.
Speaking of which, I just got the mail and found art.
Earlier I found Dale. Or possibly Chip.
The other day I found the bluebird of happiness, who didn’t seem all that happy. WWE death matches were breaking out amongst our avian neighbors.
I also found pretty things.
And dinner.
And a pile of golden idols ready for smelting.
What I haven’t found this week is my mind. BOLO for Jenn’s mind.
