I buy fifty cd-roms a week so I can eventually backup the entire internet.
I’m creating a snack food laced with barbiturates called Laze Potato Chips.
I’m hollowing out birch seeds so that, when they are grown, I’ll have a ready-made canoe.
I’m falsifying my driver’s license to match my falsified birth certificate.
I’m shaving my entire body so that, if a giant grabs me, a little vegetable oil and he’ll never be able to hold onto me.
I’m modifying my truck to run in the Indianapolis 500. So far, all I’ve done is take the tailgate off; but, I’m installing a nitrous oxide tank so I can get really high while I drive.
I’m reading Orwell’s Nineteen-eighty-four backwards so that the ending is not so depressing.
I’m going to start my own health insurance company with the fervent hope that none of my customers gets sick the first year.
I’m teaching my son the value of money by having him carry an egg around for an entire week. At the end of the week, I’ll inform him that I’ve emptied his bank account.
I’m learning to swim. This time, in water.
I’m combining a diverse mixture of flavors and textures to create a substance that tastes EXACTLY like a motel pillow. What’s the secret? Mildew and “mouth-feel”…
I’m writing great works of genius that will last a thousand years like lists on bears and an advice column from a dog.
Potatoes and the Promise of More Potatoes 
I wrote a poem about terse llama … but I don’t think its good enough to bring her back 😣
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I was looking over her column, yesterday, trying to come up with ideas… She’ll be back.
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I’m publishing a tribute to her next week 😊
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She is flattered.
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The pre hollowed out canoe idea? Brilliant. One never knows when one will hear banjo music…
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If the number of my brilliant ideas were laid end to end, they’d reach to the moon and back and weigh more than three football fields…
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That sounds pretty heavy. How do you manage to carry them all…?
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It helps to have an open mind…
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My gosh, I had the worst time sleeping last night. I would love to eat some of those laze potato chips. Or at least drive around in the truck and actually have a reason for feeling this loopy.
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Well, Laze potato chips are a fully owned subsidiary of Pfeizer Pharmaceuticals… take as directed.
I hope you manage a nap, today…
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A few years ago I heard a scientist suggest we should broadcast the entire internet into deep space so other galactic civilisations, should they exist, will get an idea of what we’re like. What if these aliens see all the porn we make? They might get a mistaken idea about us, and of the role of plumbers in our society…
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THAT’S the next novel you need to write. Aliens arrive only knowing what they’ve seen on our internet. Oh, and pirates, too…
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Yes space pirates….
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It would be a great satire.
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