SF: 24 – The Day The Words Died
Geoff wrote today, while I chilled out. I was expecting that our characters had gone back in time, cured cancer, developed another appendage, or overdosed on acid and discovered a hidden portal to heaven under their kitchen sink. Unfortunately, Geoff’s computer decided to make our travels a little bit more difficult, and somehow lost the 1,500+ words that he had crafted this evening. You never know what’s going to happen when Geoff takes over 
It’s all good though, we’ll only be a day behind, and if both of us write at least 667 words tomorrow, no one will know the difference…well, except for Geoff and I, assuming that Geoff doesn’t run out in front of a bus. I suppose that whoever reads this would know as well…………you can’t prove nothing!