The words just aren’t working. The letters are running away from the words … the words are running away from the sentences … the sentences are running away from the paragraphs … and the paragraphs are running away from the blog.
The blog! OMG. How am I gonna fill some post-space when the words won’t cooperate.
Think, man. Think.
Wait. Stream of consciousness. Sometimes that works.
But sometimes it doesn’t.
Doesn’t. What a silly word that is.
Repeat as necessary.
But is it ever really necessary.
Necessity is the mother of invention.
I partied with Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention.
Now that was weird.
Fade to black.
That’s a wrap, people.
See you tomorrow.