c l o u d s

Well, you haven’t seen me shirtless just yet.

Yet, hm? Is this your way of telling me what’s to come?

Well how little are we talking here? I’m pretty sure the photo shoots started when I was about three or four, officially speaking. 

Eh, yeah, you’re okay.

Well for me, those things involved a lot of pictures and modeling. 

Is that such a bad thing?

Well, I wouldn’t say that, but I guess I would say they were indifferent to it? I know they took us there before, but only a couple of times. We had to spend our time doing other things -- things that were ‘beneficial’ to us.

Hey, nipples are still nipples and you definitely have them. In my opinion, you don’t need the boobs, if the nipples are there just let them show.

Well hey I mean, that’s still pretty cool. I wish my parents had used that logic when I was younger. 

My plane ticket refused to print because of the stupid printer which means I had to leave for the airport earlier than planned and then my ride’s car wouldn’t start. This day is not starting out so well and so I have had so many cups of coffee to try and keep myself from going crazy. I just hope the beginning of my day isn’t represenative of the whole day. 

Well just because of a few slight hiccups, I wouldn’t let them cast the mood for the entire day that awaits. Did everything end up going okay?

Was this a special occasion? 

Today is #toplessday. Tons of women are gonna head down to Union Square and get rid of their tops and bras – they’re protesting about something. I have no idea what, but surely they know people will be there to ogle at them. No worries I gotchu, ladies. I’ll get rid of my shirt too when I’ll go there~

Did you free your nipples?

Aw that’s so cute! His little head is probably still in the Magic Kingdom.

Since being transported to a different place requires a person to be dismantled and then reassembled in a new location, I wonder what would happen if Scotty beamed Mr. Jim Kirk up into the Bridge and his nose was misplaced on his butt? Or his mouth was on his forehead? That would be funny!

Hm, what is it that you’re talking about?

Okay, but like. NyQuil is one of the best medicines out there. It’s never changed, it’s always been that same green death flavor. Cause by the time you go ‘Hey this taste like-“ Bang you’re in the coma already! On the back of the box it says ‘May cause drowsiness’ what it should say is 'don’t make any plans.’ Yeah, I’m on a lot of NyQuil right now.

Yuck, I hate cough syrup. It’s so gross, it burns my throat.

So, around Halloween this year, an app is going to be released called Night Terrors that will scan your surroundings to bring ghostly scares into your vicinity. It’s an augmented reality game much like Pokémon Go, but you have to figure out how to escape or kill the monsters and killers in your house. I was down for it until the creators said it would send you random texts like ‘You’re going to die tonight.’ I have a feeling I’d wind up punching someone on accident, if it said to turn around.

That’s kind of odd? Well it sounds a bit interesting, but I don’t think I’d be all that down to play that game.

What happens when you don’t get off work until 2:30, find yourself being pulled over for speeding (just a mere 10MPH over the limit)? You spend most of your Sunday in bed, sleeping and exhausted. I don’t even think I ate today. I’m too sore and tired to get out of bed.

Jeez, that sounds rough. Where do you work and who’s overworking you like this?

Mondays usually rhyme with bad things – well, mostly for those who have to work or study. But, that’s not my case at all. The only downside right now is that I’m pretty bored and my son just doesn’t wanna wake up. Maybe I should just shake him a little or jump on the bed. Might as well do exactly what he does to me when I’m the one who’s sleepy, huh. How to be a great dad 101.

That’s cute. What’s got the little one so tired out?