Wile E. Coyote on a Rocket
With exuberance he said, “The snack sack is the wolf. No, the coyote. Wile X. Coyote.” “Wile E. Coyote,” I corrected. “Wile E. Coyote,” he repeated. “Can you do this?” he asked after finding the...
With exuberance he said, “The snack sack is the wolf. No, the coyote. Wile X. Coyote.” “Wile E. Coyote,” I corrected. “Wile E. Coyote,” he repeated. “Can you do this?” he asked after finding the...
Maybe rocks with penguins on it and water… That’s the kind of guidance I get sometimes. I can’t say that I’m nervous anymore hearing these general requests. But it’s still quite a challenge to find...