Franz Ferdinand and Androcles

Stepped out of my (home) office where my wife handed me a cup of late afternoon joe before she returned to swordfighting with our son. New Franz Ferdinand lighting up my little speakers, sleepy sun getting ready to tuck himself in over the horizon. A large spider a few feet away whose life I have chosen to spare, possibly having something to do with the fact that I have told my children the tale of Androcles and the Lion six hundred times. I realise I have not only a phone with a cord, but two of my favourite
typewriters close by. What does all this mean? Nothing, I suppose, except I'm glad to not be dead. Although to be fair, today also brings me one step closer to extinction. 

Happy Thorsday, all. 

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