The scene is my work desk. I’m eating cashew, almond, and cranberry trail mix. One of the cranberries jumped from the cup. I saw it happen but didn’t hear the landing. After a mildly-extensive berry-hunt the fruit-trail gone-went cold. I cannot find the little asshole. I fear I may be walking around with a cranberry stuck on my ass for the rest of the day.
I’m gonna power down my computer. Pack up my snacks, shave my head, braid my beard. Leave these snow covered lands and move to Island of Misfit Toys. Live out my days with the rest of the freaks.