00011 | Eternal Spotlessness of the Sun-bleached Mind

Basically, this is the thing.  I'm getting tired of coming up with good ideas in the middle of the day, in the middle of a meeting and saying to myself I need to write that as my blog entry today.  That will really spin the gears of my imagination.  Surely I will not forget this idea when the time comes.  It's too obvious.

What should be obvious to me now is that if I have an idea, leave the room, come back into the room, unless I've emblazoned that idea on some virtual napkin, it's most likely been replaced by a todo item from my work, my children, or my wife.

All this is to say, I had an idea for today and was very proud of the idea.  This is not the greatest idea in the world, I guess.  This is just a tribute.

Peace,

Shane