Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Fortune Cookies

Yesterday ideas came to mind out of nowhere, and left just as suddenly.

  • Write a story titled “Crop Circles in Vermont”.
  • Why do the pictures we like most of ourselves look least like ourselves?
  • The day the clouds crashed to the ground.
  • Since nothing brings back memories like a certain smell, create a device that records smells.
  • A hearse slid into the ditch. Might as well bury them both with the same shovel.
  • How would I handle the job if I was Tom Cruise’s PR person. That’s a tough job. I don’t want that job.

1 comment:

Scribbler said...

Just so you know, each time you rag on Tom, it brings a happy warm glow to my heart.

:-D