Empty head

Link of the Day
Stuff in My Brain

Saying for the Day:

My mind contains many good ideas, but it's not always easy to squeeze one out. ~Ashleigh Brilliant

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Quilly's Just Reflecting

The Days Wrap UP

Not a bad day. In the morning I bloged.Then I read. After lunch wew went to the basement and nailed and plastered until we ran out of plaster cloth. We will go and get some more tomorrow. My sister Dawn called to tell me my sister Chris called her. Then I visited all my links or most of them. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA

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News from Pigeon Falls

-The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal.
They had to take Bruce Curman to the hospital in Iron Mountain yesterday. He tried to carry his wife in the spouse carrying contest and something went in his back. He just couldn’t straighten up. Mrs. Curman really needs to go on a diet but she pestered him until he agreed to try. He was doing well until he got to the part where he had to climb the little ladder over the small fence. When he tried to turn on the top whatever it was gave way and they both ended up on the air mattress designed to catch those who fell. Then he couldn’t get up. There are some people who just shouldn’t run in some races.
The winner of the race was Charles M. Geiser from Hidden Park, Georgia. His wife was one of those skinny little things that you can hardly see. They should have made him carry a couple of flour sacks as well or perhaps some bags of potatoes to make things equal.
The event itself was very popular it had forty entries this year. Of the forty thirty six finished the race. For one couple it may be the end of th marriage as the wife is convinced he dropped her in the muddle puddle near the end on purpose.
The Pigeon calling contest was also held yesterday but there was no winner. The pigeons come close but never close enough. Too bad because the prize is so high.
The first of this year’s Liars Club finalists will do his story this afternoon. These are usually such good stories there is sure to be a large crowd at the gazebo.

Empty Head

You probably noticed that News from Pigeon Falls came before my deep thoughts today. If you are very perceptive you guessed that the reason was that I had nothing to say today. This is very sad indeed.
You see last night I had twenty seven great ideas for a blog and one terrific story. Well, maybe only seventeen of them were great. But I think I was ready to solve some of the world’s problems , give some guidance for the election, and confound the scientific community with a new discovery. I am fairly sure the story would have been my greatest Elf Tale ever.
But this morning they were all gone. My head was empty. My mind was blank. First I though they spilled out during the night so I looked in the bed and on the floor but they weren’t there. I even checked the bathroom but no luck. My head was empty and the ideas were gone.
Then it occurred to me they were probably sucked out by my breathing machine and they are somewhere in the hose that attaches my face mask to the machine. So I shook it and shook it but they didn’t come out. I am fairly certain they are in there . When the man comes to check the machine in six months he’ll ask if I knew the hose was partly clogged by bad ideas. You see by then they will be moldy and corrupted.
Please come back tomorrow. Tonight I have a little book by the bed to write the ideas down so I will have at least one tomorrow, as long as I don’t lose the book.