Normally i save up all my subconscious madness for a block of time i like to call "Genius Hours" Midnight -2am nightly. But, quite often, whenever i go on long drives, i find myself effortlessly working overtime. Y'see, since i'm not a Swiss Army driver & don't text, boil an egg or trim my nose hairs while driving, i am left with the mundane skill of thinking which then sets free a very thrilling merry-go-round for my thoughts & ideas. Yes, i confidently allow my mind to wander & play & i love the thought gems it finds along its meandering beach. I'll embellish on these tomorrow but here is the list of a few gathered nuggets i gleaned from a recent lovely Sunday Drive:
-Clear Football Helmets for fellas who are diligent with their 'do'
-Carpeted Sided cars. Replacing the wood paneling on those classic Ford Station Wagons
-Would a Jewish Biker Gang be called HHHHck-ells Angels. [& would they wear spiked yarmulkes?]
-Etc.
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