I’ve had some random ones this week. Synapses are firing that perhaps I should question twice before admitting. But you know me…
1) If the powers that be want us to exit the building in a calm and orderly fashion during an emergency, why are fire alarms designed to induce panic?
2) Self-editing is kind of like flossing. You’ve got some extra stuff in there. You put it there, and it’s your job to get it out. It’s rotting the good stuff all around it.
3) I have the sudden urge to have a character named Madame Tunguska. I’ve got no plot line or anything.