You know the creative & eccentric juices are flowing when you write the following at work
(and when work right now is a mall at christmastime, won't be for long though):
Something about the red balloon, resting the crown of its round head against the mall ceiling, is contemplative and quiet. In the midst of endless holiday shopping hordes it balances.
p.s. Hours later and the balloon is still there. And so it will remain for the rest of time (or at least for the rest of holiday shopping)
p.p.s. Also need to look at changing time zone on here
Monday, December 17, 2007
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