A Robot, Dad?
This story was written in 2006 when I was 24 years old. Today an traffic cone was left outside our home, and bringing it inside I realized I had never properly shared it. So now that history has come full circle, I’m reviving it here so it can live forever. Prologue The following story is commonly referred to as the day that single-handedly ruined my entire childhood. Of course, that’s just line that runs over and over in my head....