Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 14, 2019
If the Russians want to use my privacy to sell whatever Russians sell or attempt to influence another American election, the joke is on them. I don’t have any privacy. None of us do. Google and Facebook and your own stupid phone saw to that years ago.
Andy disassembled his weapon with lighting speed. He packed it away in the black backpack made specifically for a weapon of this sort. He bolted to the roof access door as fast as his little, chubby legs would carry him. He made his way through the condo/office building stairwell without being noticed just as he had done on his way up. Andy was good at his job. And for a nine-month-old baby, he was really good at it.