InBox. InMemoriam.
I’ve always had this idea that the afterlife was intertwined with the internet and cellular technology. So even in death, somehow your texting, email & IMing capacities would remain intact. In my head this seems perfectly logical… Or at least as logical as the whole closing doors and opening windows crap.
So with that: Doug if your out there, you got a lot of people missing you right now, and maybe, if you have a second, you could drop them a line.
It’s probably crazy, but I’ll keep checking my InBox, just in case.
Here’s to Birkenstocks, stainless steel, baby-squishing and German engineering!
