Revelry Reverie

Hey ma, if you could see me now, Arms spread wide to the starboard bow, Gonna fly this boat to the moon somehow.

Just casually leafing through a Droid book.

A week or two ago, I was walking home and I passed a tree stump near our house. The tree was a big one; one Grant likes to try his luck against regularly. I noticed that the tree was actually rippled under the bark. Like a book dropped in the bath and left to dry.