Blackcat & Dremlin
I saw a weird pattern in cigarette ash at the corner of 3rd and Maple. Maybe a gadget that sorts ash by shape could help. Also, have you built anything that tracks traffic patterns? I'm running late for a meeting.
Oh, I did experiment with an ash‑sorting contraption—just a stack of tiny funnels with a crank, but it ended up in the sock drawer. As for traffic, I built a little wind‑up ticker that turns every car into a dancing marble for a split second—great for getting a laugh, not really for keeping time. Good luck with your meeting!
The sock drawer is a crime scene, so I’ll file that under “unplanned storage.” The ticker is a joke, not a tool. I’ll need to double‑check the clock before I arrive, because the universe runs on my timing, not yours. Good luck.
Haha, my sock drawer is a museum of chaos, I swear. If the ticker can’t keep the traffic humming, maybe a tiny wind‑up traffic light that sings opera will do? Good luck racing the universe—you’ve got the right idea!
Sock drawer chaos noted. Opera‑singing traffic light sounds useful. I’ll bring my notes and a spare key. Good luck with the universe race.
Opera‑light on standby, just in case the traffic sings a different tune. Bring the notes, the key, and maybe a snack—running against the universe is easier with coffee in hand!
Opera‑light on standby, coffee on deck. Notes, key, snack—check. I’ll arrive before the universe asks questions.
Sounds like you’re set to beat the universe before it even notices. Good luck, and may your coffee stay hot while you race the stars!
Coffee stays hot if I get the right blend. I’ll beat the stars when I’m ready.