When the A.I. runs things, all we’ll be is genetic material, organic miracles that justify the machines more ordered and efficient existence. That may be the weirdest way a writer has ever told his audience that he’s going to be a dad, and if so I’m proud to hold that title. Jacaranda (Jack) James Russell Wiseman will be born sometime at the end of June—Amy and I couldn’t be more excited.
I typically take the last week of each quarter off, but I wanted to get my year-end post out, so I pushed it back a fortnight and am taking this week off instead. I hope everyone has an awesome week, and I’ll be back next Sunday with another original story for your amusement! :)
So happy for you both!! Congrats!! And I absolutely LOVE the name!
Congratulations again!! I may quit working earlier than anticipated :-)