Coffee time, Beano as always, and while there's nothing new I meet the boy for a coffee. Trifling conversation, I tell him of the squirrel that burst into my apartment through the balcony...
"Had me wondering, I mean, what if it was one of those gerbils, I don't know that they were all accounted for, could have slipped out unnoticed in a fart, all mutated due to all the genetically modified corn I've been eating..."
- "...that's why you don't eat GM foods..." he parries.
And I tell him about my tdcs device, designed to make me a genius like Dustin Hoffman in Rainman, by running a low amperage 9 volt current over my head. Only I haven't bothered hooking in the resistors and potentiometers as my multimeter broke anyways, damn the amperage, I'll be all about the voltage...
- "you're sure it's not dangerous?" he inquires, by way of humoring me, he's skeptical and I just wish he'd do a bit of research before he rained on my parade...
"Probably I'll become Telepathic, or maybe even Psychokinetic, there could be a whole host of unintended superhero side effects..." I assure him. "..but not to worry, I'll live...I'll need to get a different set of clothes though..."
These conversations, inane and absurd as they are, they're his preparation for the real world...