The Avalanche Software blog topic for the past two weeks has been "Homeless Robots". Nothing like a little 10-30 weight to put you in a state of bliss.
When ever I see a homeless drunk sloshing about town I try to imagine what he or she was like as a small kid. My wife and I have two daughters and they are full of life, laughter, and wonderment. They couldn't have been much different. What decisions did they take (or tramatic events) that led them down their path? The spooky part is knowing that only one decision separates me from them.
But on a happier note, robots, Carl and Barry, are way beyond remembering their woes let alone their names and will go on to lead a fortune 500 company and get new joint replacements and live happily ever after.