If all goes according to plan, and some things do, I will have a day off tomorrow. This, after working for a century and a half without one. That will give me an opportunity to see sexless Rick. He is just soft, pale limbs, has never heard of sex, and will never be exposed to its damaging effects. Not that any of this matters. I am almost as sexless as he is, but they say that almost doesn’t count. Whether it failed to hit the mark by an inch or a mile, it failed to hit the mark, and that’s what people will remember.