nocturne

The cremains came in a bag inside of a box made of corrugated plastic. His mother and I split the cremains in the parking lot of a seedy motel. My half went into a big gulp or similar cup until I got them into his water bottle (it is a nice metal one, not like a plastic disposable bottle).

Step one: pour beer down the drain
Step two: enjoy some apple juice
Step three: have a huge glass of water

My son is in his water bottle. Never bought an urn from the crematorium.

Xenial

I have a kid that was born in 99, every year i am reminded how’s long ago it was.

Mechanical keyboard, trackball, and docking station

Mr fancy pants over here with his two buttons

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