The Robot

My uncle imagines me so lonely in my writer’s world that, inspired by a Wall Street Journal article, he has recommended I buy a mop-and-dust robot to keep me company. The little robot would travel the floor, hard at work, while I scribbled away, creating my masterpieces.

Lots of folks have one of those hand towels that says, “My family tree is full of nuts.” Difference is, my family really is nuts . . . because I’m thinking about getting the little robot fella.

here’s to creative synthesis . . .

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