I have nothing interesting to say today. Call it writer’s block if you like.
Of course, people often say that the best way to overcome writer’s block is to sit down and look for inspiration from whatever words manage to come out of you.
Okay, I’ll try it. Here’s the random smattering of ideas that are running through my head:
Sleep is fun.
Pollen is not fun. Achoo.
That’s a very nice stapler sitting over there. I forgot I had it.
I believe that worms have a right to dig holes in the lawn until a chicken crosses the road to eat them.
And now for something completely random:
Rand Paul looks like he was born with a spittoon on his head.
The Greek gods are dead because, as it turns out, feta cheese is carcinogenic.
I’m done now because I still have nothing interesting to say today.