every morning we come downstairs, and this is what the rug looks like. it often looks like this again when we get home in the afternoons. we grow convinced that the cats never sleep.
a bunch of us went on a live real-world “choose your own adventure” today. we went to a nuclear power plant, got superpowers, searched for the corrupt police chief and battled a mutant. but periodically, we had to wait for guidance.
they’re laying a new floor at work. these little U-shaped things are separating the tiles from one another; they look like little horseshoe magnets. at any rate, this was too surreal an image to ignore.