Should I publish every thought that comes into my head? There's little danger of that happening. For instance on Saturday morning, while in the shower of course, I had four or five ideas for blog posts. When I got out of the shower someone else was using my computer to do his own blogging. Parker was drawing a birthday cake for his bear's pretend birthday, and planning games for the party. Isaac waited around long enough to beg me for a bite of my bagel. In the meantime I completely forgot two of my ideas, and could remember only the opening line of any of the others. I do retain these lines, sung by Fleming McWilliams:
"I wish I had a wire hooked to my brain, so I could send you a letter this way. By the time I pick up the pen, I never say what I should have said. I don't like to write and I don't like the phone...."
I tried to pull out the CD so I could listen to it, but then I remembered that Jim has it, so I listened to the first half of the Magnolia Soundtrack instead, because I love Aimee Mann, her sound, her lyrics, her voice. I usually stop the CD before it gets to "Goodbye Stranger" by Supertramp.
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