I don’t really know what to tell you. What you want to hear, or what I want to say. But here we are, asking what it’s all about.
And what it is all about is this:
This is Tiny Termie 2.0.
Tiny Termie 1.0 was lost in the December of 2012 on an impromptu Sunday Funday bar crawl through the Mission neighborhood in San Francisco. He was with me for a drink, then a couple rounds later he was gone, and all I had left to show for our two years together was an iPhone full of photos of him posed in funny places. A replacement was sent out the next day – thank you, Skynet, I mean, Amazon. But I would like the original guy back. Arnie always says, “I’ll be back.” and I’d like to think that could be true for Tiny Termie as well.
So, life is a bin full of salt water taffy, just dive in.
Life is also a free for all urinal, so watch where you step, eh?
Sugar, spell it out. 