Nah. I was merely reflecting upon the absurdity of life and how I ought to be more grateful.

I also hope that, as my other grandfather was toiling in the copper mines, he was thinking

"Man, I hope this doesn't fucking cave in on me...and also my future grandson stumbles into a stupid corpo gig"

So true. My new one comes out tomorrow and I'm like "yeah, but you've quite a few others that need to be sold and written, too, dummy"