It might be the title of one of the world’s most notable post-apocalyptic stories, but in this case the reference has nothing to do with the short story by the great Harlan Ellison.  In this case it has everything to do with our son and our new dog, Henry (or hank, as my son’s grandfather calls him.  Not that Henry cares as long as an ear gets scratched somewhere in the process.)

They say pets can have an effect on those with ASD.  I think that there is no greater truth.  Lil’ B. lights up like a Christmas tree when he has these moments.

Pardon the sound quality, I was a bit far back and in a bit of a rush.

It’s not earth shattering.  It just makes me smile, and that’s enough for me.

Peace. I’m out.

OK, haven’t been posting much.  There’s been a lot going on around here, mostly of a personal nature that has some pretty serious downsides if not handled corectly.  In that light, I’ve just kind of been mucking around and finalizing my own personal plans for world domination and the restoration of my credit rating.

While doing so, I stumbled on to this Evil Plan Generator. I must admit that it’s helped me along greatly in my quest for evil glory, so I thought I’d share it with you.

Evil Plan ™!

Your objective is simple: World Domination.

Your motive is a little bit more complex: To show them all

Stage One

To begin your plan, you must first incinerate a senator. This will cause the world to slaughter a sacred calf to appease the gods, paralyzed by your arrival. Who is this despoiler of all that is good and nice and true? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good in classic black?

Stage Two

Next, you must seize control of the internet. This will all be done from a underground secret headquarters of doom, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will die in a way you just don’t want to think about, as countless hordes of computer programmers hasten to do your every bidding.

Stage Three

Finally, you must unleash your great supernatural forces, bringing about something that’s really metal. Your name shall become synonymous with metal, and no man will ever again dare steal your woman. Everyone will bow before your dashing good looks, and the world will have no choice but to restore your credit rating.

So good luck to all of you with your own plans for world domination, or wahtever else it is that you’re working on.  I’ll get back to regular posting after tomorrow, assuming that all goes well that is.

Not much to say in the way of daily events.  It was a pretty good one, all-in-all.  The last bit before the lil’ guy went to sleep was by far the best however.  And I managed to catch it on video.

These are the sights and sounds I live for.