The human mind and soul are always searching something new. Something to improve life on earth. An idea that fuels us toward progress; "Life, he thought, was motion. Life was forward motion." - Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged.
Finally, another genius of our species has spent long days, maybe weeks or years, devoted to conceptualizing and realizing a tool that was decidedly lacking from our lives.
The Blood Pen.
I can barely count how many times I wished for an easier way to sign my name in my own blood than the tried and true method of scotch taping peanuts to my forearm and playing dead in the park until the squirrels nibble their way into a vein or two.
I haven't been this excited since they came out with the upside-down ketchup bottle.
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