A mojo is so easy to
lose.
What do you want the robot to do?
—January 2, Doodle-a-Day calendar
I’d start the morning by washing all of the
dirty dishes. Rather
than using the last
clean spoon to feed the cat.
Suddenly, I realize that sentimentalism
and didacticism are incorrigible. I
slip into my armor, gird my shield,
grip my cutlass and meet the day.
It’s just the way I like it.
Otto says it’s a
bit cold somewhere around Jones and Pine.
“You’ve always been a glass half full kind
of guy,” I reply.
And I crinkle my face into a smidgeon to
convey SARDONIC + AMBIVALENCE
+ CHARM.
