Current Mood, Courtesy of Jacques Tardi.
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I am in my bathrobe as I recall a dream.
The great thing about wearing your bathrobe in front of an open window that looks out to a building across the street is: You're not guilty of indecent exposure. Nor are you guilty of flaunting your company's dress code. It's my company. I determine the dress code, and there is no supervisor breathing down my neck. So there. To my credit, I haven't backslid into my YouTube habit today. I'm spending my day writing. Have you noticed? It's not going to be the Great American Novel, but it's not going to be a worldwide best seller like Fifty Shades of Grey either. Hmm... My writing ranges from my screenplay which never seems to end and texting sweet nothings to my wife in order to entertain her while she's at work. Whatever keeps me away from YouTube. I'm aware that the young folk are on their phones a Tikkin' and a Tokkin'. A friend explained to me what TikTok was and I said, "Ah! Like YouTube, only worse! Hard pass." Of course...