“Marco! Polo! Marco! Polo!”
The Blair Witch Project* #quote
Today I spoke with Dad about a mailbox he's airbrushing for us. He
does lots of airbrushing projects in his freetime. One other example
would be a mural of video game characters in the guest bedroom/game
room(formerely my brother's room before he moved out). He's got
hardcore l33t skillz. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
Technological Age
“Grampa, I found something funny in your closet!”
“What is it?”
“It's a box.”
“Yes. There are boxes in my closet.”
“But it's a really tiny box.”
“There are tiny boxes in my closet.”
“But this one started glowing.”
“Glowing wha-. Oh, my the thing still has juice in it? Well I
don't believe it.”
“What has juice? I don't see any juice in this box. I can't open
up this glowing box.”
“Oh! That's my cellphone from when I was your age. I thought I
lost it for good and it's a miracle it still has power.”
“What's a cellphone?”
“A cellphone is what people used to talk to each other before we
invented mind-phones. They're kind of similar. That's why the name is
alike. And since you didn't know what a cellphone is I feel really,
really old.”
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