I feel absolutely creatively stumped today. There must have been a gazillion things that happened this weekend, but that's just it. "Things" happened. I do take great pleasure in deciphering these things and trying to find the amusing, whimsical, dramatic or alternative angle out of things.

At least I think I do.

I hate to just look at "things" and recreate them for what they are, y'know? How freakin' dull is that.

That said, today, I got nothing. Not a bean.

gumper told his weekend in reverse. Which was innovative. Gump is innovative. Talented, magnificent bastard that he is.

Even if I told my weekend's story in reverse, it wouldn't be interesting.

Are you reading this in a monotone style? You should. That's how it's being typed.

In stead, I will steal someone elses interactive idea, in a desperate attempt to increase my thought process and wit. That's it. Wit.

Stolen from La Mistress, who, in truth, stole it from La Wench, it is thus:

That's it.

Easy Peasy.

Now YOU be creative now, dammit.

I still wish every weekend was Labour Day.

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