These are the things that shape my life:
In 2012, a self deprecating, hobo-chic, youngish gentleman posts about super heroes and little girls.
Later, that same year my 4 year old daughter sits on Santa's lap for the first time and asks for one thing, "An X-Mann. The scratchy guy."1
Don't tell me the Internet isn't the single greatest achievement of humanity.
So, thanks to all the little stones out there that add character and influence to my world. Magical.
I have it on good authority that this wish does come true. Now excuse me while I try to repackage a slightly played with Wolverine action figure. You know, just making sure it's safe. ↩