Big Red Car here on a lovely Saturday morning (actually it’s drizzling). That time of the morning when the leaves in the driveway are scurrying to wherever leaves scurry to running in front of the morning breeze. I like to stretch and yawn and think.
Oh, shit, there is a tech wreck upon us and it is going to be ugly on an ape.
Slow down, Big Red Car, slow down, big fella. It can’t be that bad. Can it? Continue reading