By 19:00 Pacific Time on Friday, August 28, 96 percent of employees had already logged off and left the building. This was not surprising, as it was a weekend with an exceptional weather forecast starting with a warm summer evening with clear skies and a full moon, known as a Sturgeon moon, rising in the east at 19:51. Of those remaining and logged in, two were interacting with their personal AI assistant in a whimsical m...

I merge onto the westbound freeway with Google Maps tracking the address Fawn gave me. It’s only been about six hours, but after her flirtatious behaviour earlier today, I can’t wait to see her again. Google estimates arrival in a little less than an hour. I try listening to a podcast, but my brain ignores it in favour of reliving our meeting in the café. I set my latte on the table by the window and pull back a chair. Th...

Looking around for more customers, I saw a naked couple waving at me from a distance: an old bugger, hung like a horse, with hair everywhere and a big beer belly, and an even older woman with big, saggy boobs. I started walking towards them. Damn, they’re ugly motherfuckers. I thought to myself. He’s got more hair coming out of his nose and ears than I have pubic hair! It was a Saturday in July and a God-awful hot day. I...