On Wednesdays I pull the cork from my ear and let the jumble of my internal dialog wash over the inter-webs. These are random thoughts.

It’s Wednesday. Today is the day I enjoy pulling out the cork that’s hidden in my ear and allowing the pressurized contents of my mind to explode out into the world. These are random thoughts.

It’s Wednesday, we have rain again, and my mind is wandering. These are random thoughts.

It’s the last day of August. School’s are opening, schedules are filling, and my brain is misfiring as it tries to speed up. These are random thoughts.

A day late and I have no dollars to lose. These are random thoughts.

It’s not Wednesday, but I’m still bouncing around. These are random thoughts.