on my way home from play rehearsal…
sketchball: you’re beautiful.
me: thanks.
sketchball: am i beautiful?
me: look, are you merely hunting for a compliment which you hope leads to some sort of sexual encounter or would you like me to actually treat that question philosophically and delve deeper into the complex world of aesthetics?
sketchball: what?
what would happen if i started applying mr. dick’s lessons to the real world.