Mom woke me this morning to kiss me goodbye before she went to work. I made dad and myself some bacon and eggs, then we played a few hands of pinochle. He dropped me off at the train station, mercifully before he started listening to Rush Limbaugh.
Back in New York City after alternatively working on story #9 and listening to more of Atlas Shrugged on the train. Mandy and I watched Adventure Time while I did some Photoshop repair on a friend's damaged photographs of her mother. It gave me something productive to do. Later we watched Red Dwarf with Joe while playing Civ. We're up to season three. I like the first two better, when Rimmer is an asshole and the cat is more of a spaz.
Trying to live in the present and taking each moment as it comes. Careful, or I'll start singing "Time in a Bottle." Speaking of time travel, I confess: I was the one who went back in time, got Plato stoned, and made him watch my shadow-puppets.