Sunday, September 25, 2005

And I listen for the voice inside my head...
I'll do this one myself.

Sometimes, I will jot down an idea for a post on a scrap of paper. More often than not, the idea wasn't that good, and when I look at it later, I ask myself what I was thinking.

Occasionally, it is incomprehensible gibberish. Rarely, it is a lightning bolt of pure genius.

I found a piece of paper that says, in my handwriting:


Bacon Fries?

If that isn't a lightning bolt of pure genius, I don't know what is.

Bacon fries.

Rejoice, indeed.

Some kind of ventilator

"Have you heard anything about the impact of Hurricane Rita?"

"Nah. I'm kinda burned out on the whole hurricane thing."

"Yeah, me too. Hurricanes are sooo September 5th."

"No doubt."