Isn't it odd, the flotsam & jetson of the unconscious...
...right now I've "{Keep Away From} Runaround Sue" in my head. And I have no idea why. I don't even know all the lyrics, just a fraction of the refrain.
The other day, the word "Blodeuwedd" popped into my head; I had no idea what the word meant {turns out it's a beer}.
I think my Muse is broken. I ought to be getting plots & storylines, not just these dribs & drabs of words & song fragments from the sediment of my memory...
Dagnabit... where'd I leave that warranty?
Posted by edgar at November 18, 2003 04:04 PM