Dear Binary Heartfelt Discombobulation,
My yard needs to be mowed. It currently looks like a rundown corner store full of stale candy and cheap juice barrels that is sitting next to a well-stocked grocery store and a trendy establishment dedicated to overpriced running shoes and yoga accoutrements. I’ll mow the lawn this weekend, maybe.
Unrelated, technology is fearless. People, that’s another story.
Thursday, May 12, 2016