Kid on the Bus 1: Just spell it.
Kid on the Bus 2: I am!
KOB1: You’re going too slow.
KOB2: You spell something, you spell… “visitation.”
KOB1: “Visitation.” V-I-S-T-I… Shut up! V-I-S-I-T-I-O-N. “Visitation.”
She’s got a shining future in spam.
Dear gentle reader: this blog has been operating continuously since I was a teenager. The writing below is at least a decade old. In that time every molecule of my body has been replaced, along with many foolish ideas and flighty beliefs. I want to keep some of those things public out of an honesty and humility I owe the world. I trust you to carry that context with you.