the triumphant return
Nobody Scores! returns, having completed an advanced course of study.
Actually the headquarters of Nobody Scores! just completed a move to roomier digs, thus the hiatus. Nobody Scores! was presented the option of buying the previous headquarters, but after consulting with financial advisors was forced to decline on account of a) money, b) it being a quite small space made smaller because it was 50% kitchen, c) prime location behind a bar; you’d think Portlanders would have more entertaining screaming drunken fights than they actually do, d) top feature of a good investment in condominiums: razor wire!, and e) money.
I’ve had intermittent uneasy dreams, way past when I graduated college, that it’s the end of the semester and I’ve completely skipped out of some drudgy math class in a gray room, just entirely forgot that it was on my schedule, thus destroying my grades and putting me in vague trouble for my whole entire life. Jane Doe, as always, lives the dream.
I have not had intermittent uneasy dreams about trepanations! My dark secret is that my actual dreams are almost always real boring. Like, I’ve been freelancing for almost two years, and I’ll have a cubicle dream. Thanks, brain! Maybe I should look into that trepanation business.