I know, I'm sitting on a train trying to keep it together.

I have a sci-fi scenario I did called Cassette Boy lying around here somewhere.
Admittedly it was more brain tapes than That's What I Call Music 3031.
I did have to explain cassettes to a youngling at my table that year, not sure if it was sadder that I had expected that or I had to do it.

I'm not sure if the peopling skills have regressed on me or my willingness to put the effort into using them has ;)

Good hook if a normie is suspicious,
"and all of them are allergic to chocolate? And grapes? And raisins? And onions? Hmm...
Say, how do they feel about silver?"

Days after diagnosis my dad's friend was the last to say
"Oh you must be high functioning"
😡
"No I'm not, no one is, it's bullshit! Nothing in nature or engineering can run in top gear all the time and it's bloody dangerous to expect that from anyone or anything"
No one's mentioned functioning since

...(sighs: pours a glass of Montepulciano d'Abruzzo and heats up the grill) So now that we're done with that: wanna buy some books about young #wizards from an older, more *experienced* #writer on the subject? Do check these out, because (at #BlackFriday prices) they're on #sale! 🙂

There will be a lot of Connery for this one but I feel obligated to remind people of this Egyptian who traveled from the court of Spain...