A Blank Mind Is A Terrible Thing To Waste

It’s amazing how easily the daily bloggers make this all seem. Daily they issue new content that is on point, entertaining and well-worded. It is not as if I don’t have a rather large stack of axes to grind, it merely seems they never come to me when bidden, and tend to hit my mind at the worst possible moments. I get the topic, my mind ranges over it, and I’m stuck in traffic, away from a pen or anything else with which to write the though down. So, what might have ended up a rather well-crafted rant end up aborted and flushed out of my mind by the time any device for recording my thoughts is available.

Perhaps a tape recorded or electronic reminder. Of course, I could also keep a list of my rants and choose from the menu from day to day. But I’m lazy, so perhaps I’ll hire a migrant worker (read: Completely Illegal Alien) to follow me around and record what I need to have recorded. It could end up cheaper in the long run. Of course I’d have to let them into my car, since that’s when inspiration strikes. Good thing I keep a .357 in the glove box.

Have a good day all and remember: Never accept a ride from Ted Kennedy.

-Jesse W.