Please give me time to think of something to write about, regarding this Earth, my Brain, someone else's Brain, etc. etc., for I am not going to write for the sake of writing. Folks have often said I have some degree of talent in my bargain basement "prose and poetry department", so await eagerly my balderdash to emanate. More when I have my eyes open.
This posting probably sets the scene for an unpromising blog
To add some salt to the bread, here's an image to think about from my warped and ageing mind. Why did i choose this man with a box of frogs in his sore brain? I don't really know. I will endeavour to investigate. A mystery. Indeed a whodunit! Whatever happened to Buttle's brain?
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