Good morning. On the sub-zero express 7:30AM into the City. The NFI is 2.
The morning crowd in the car is red faced and hypothermic. I am in a semi-pensive mood. I’m in suit and tie this morning for a networking luncheon. I enjoy these luncheons usually, but today I also have a submittal to put together for new work. My boss already bought two tickets and expects me to join him, but also expects me to finish up my work. I wanted to get the submittal done today and delivered, though it is due tomorrow, because my wife asked me to take a day off to help with putting the house in order for my mother in law’s arrival and extended stay. Lots of thing to do. Well, nothing you need to concern yourself over. I’ll get it done.
The “pretty people” just boarded. This express train picks up at two stops before going express into the City – the nice town and the really nice town. In the really nice town, the pretty people board the train. See?
One fellow, who sat across the aisle and one seat over, looks like a young John Noble of Fringe fame. Our fellow is dressed like the “Secretary of Defense” from the acclaimed sci-fi program. He is napping. He doesn’t check for texts or emails. He is not bingeing on back-to-back episodes of a beloved TV program. He is content to rest, as if he nodded off in front of the old Zenith while the dog sauntered off to get some water and the Missus is tucking the kids to bed upstairs. He is missing a pipe.
Upstairs and three seats back sits a young Kurt Russell. This fellow is heavily engaged in his iCrackerBot, texting or transmitting escape routes and strategies out of some major metropolitan center, to USDEFCOM, before the impending alien attack. He looks disappointed as he stares at his screen. He is playing a video game of some sort, but like Ender’s Game, he just found out that it is real. He just deployed a drone strike from his iCrackerBot7! All those lives! All that waste. He stares out the window in disgust, trying to decide what to do next.
Also here are Bebe Neuworth, Stone Phillips, and Stanley Tucci. All are armed.
Happy Thursday. Safe travels.