Questions

Howdy?

As always I pray that you are well. Full of life. U buheri wa afya. Tu eres en buena salud. Humblebrag, I’ve been teaching myself Spanish. Why? Because of the Rrrrrrs. The Rs in Spanish are so pronounced. Like uno, dos, trrrrrrrrrrrrrrrres, quatrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrro.

So fun.

So new.

So sexy.

RRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

You should know by now that I start doing things for the stupidest reasons. Like that one time I wanted to tweet something so dumb but it would have taken more than 140 characters and so I put it on WordPress and accidentally started a blog.

But I digress.

This post is not about starting something.

Anyway, it’s a beautiful Monday morning yet again. I didn’t get the chance to write last night because I was busy watching Westworld. I have two episodes left in season 2. My wife will lie and tell you that she was watching it with me but she slept through all of it. Except for the bits she kept asking me questions like,

“Who’s that?”

“That’s Dolores. She’s a host.” I say

“What’s a host?”

“They’re robots.”

“So this show is all about robots?”

Rewinding to the part when she started asking questions. “Not everyone is a robot. The hosts live in a park set in the Wild West, hence the name ‘Westworld’.” I said some other stuff but she might as well have heard me say, “Blah blah blah…”

“If it’s set in the Wild West, how are they in Japan?”

Rewinding to the part when she started asking questions. “There are other parks besides Westworld. The Japanese one is called ‘Shogun World'”.

“Okay.”

Two hours later in a sleep-induced stupor.

“Wametoka aje Japan?”

And this is why couples should watch stuff together. From the beginning. To avoid questions and falling asleep. (Which, dear wife, I find totally rude. I know, I know, this is not the forum but you knew I blogged before you agreed to and subsequently married me. You knew nitakumulika. I’m sorry).

And that, gentlemen, is how you end up apologizing when you are the offended party.

Have a good week, mi gente.