Only, I just realized that a teenager managed to stay behind by hiding in my basement. Luckily, he doesn't seem inclined to talk to me much, anyway. And it happens to be David, so maybe I can get him to fix a few of the things that went wrong while he selfishly went away for a week to learn how to fly gliders.
|Larry and I, vis-a-vis technology|
I don't know if I want to be able to see what we look like through David's eyes. Also, I don't know what we'll do if he decides to skip out to college early, taking all his crazy computer skills with him, the way Theo did with his mad cooking talents 4 years ago. I haven't had a decent stir fry since, I'll have you know. I guess that, once David leaves, Larry and I will be doomed to a life of blinking clocks and unintelligible flash mob videos, is all.
Hey, it's always 12:00 somewhere, right?
[Confused sign image: California PsychCare]
[Clock image: Grey Ghost]