Today I escape from The Compound and bond with the old grandsons. We’ll watch pathetic superheroes skitter around the big screen and eat some popcorn and then hang out at my local steakhouse and talk about their latest adventures.
It’s a source of wonder and joy that they actually like me. Reliable sources inform me that’s not a typical result. So we’ll spend some time and absorb some calories and maybe fifty or sixty years from now when I’m just a headstone in a field one of them will have a stray thought about me and maybe smile. That would be perfect.
So things will be a little slow starting out today. Enjoy your Saturday.