Sunday, September 12, 2010

I think, therefore.

I can never think of the things I want to write when I sit down to write them.

I need an assistant who will walk beside me to copy down my lofty thoughts as I walk, since they only come to me as I walk. Which won't happen.

So I guess the world will be bereft of my lofty thoughts.  Which is undoubtedly a good thing, because I wouldn't want to discover my thoughts aren't as lofty as I imagined them to be.



7 comments:

Holli said...

I want that asst job.... seriously... ;)

teri said...

Can you imagine how much FUN we'd have???

Brenda said...

Funny, I get my lofty thoughts in the shower.
I do my best think while waiting for my hair to finish conditioning. Sometimes, I remember to run and write it all down.

I use to compose my scathingly brillant letters to the School Board in the shower.

teri said...

Brenda, we won't tell them you were unclothed while writing them. ;-)

Bea said...

They make really cute tiny little tape recorders now. You can turn it on, slip it in a shirt pocket and talk away. Or hold it in your hand and pretend you are talk on the phone. Or call your land line on your cell phone, while you are walking and leave a series of long messages. But, I think it would be more fun to have Holli tag along. :)Bea

Kalanna said...

my solution to this problem is my ipod touch and a little application called simplenote.

just saying... and good luck!

jogeesnap said...

lol me too :D
-Jona
no really. im totes magotes there with you.