On a day in the future.

Today, I'm looking forward to a day in the future. A day when I explain to my grandspawn why today was such a good day, why they should ask Aunties Soo and Jana for help with their report on DOMA. How back then, back when we still had seasons and Texas was still part of the United States, 'progress' was known as 'change', and there were people who feared it as much as there were people who welcomed it with open arms.

And then I'll try to explain what handwriting was, and how it predated fonts. And I'll ask for help operating the vorpal toilet for the fiftieth time.

And that day, like today, will be a good day.