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Notebooks especially

those that are spiral-bound might suggest that crazy twisted ideas are worth writing down. *** Lightning is a crease on a bent notebook cover; if there’s a brainstorm in that notebook, the idea is a bolt of thunder. *** National … Continue reading

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A summer solstice that’s so hot could be called solstfire since the ice within solstice might somehow inspire

folks to imagine or ask questions like what if that ice got switched into its opposite? Or what if we think deeper about what we sense or see? Asking questions can lead to new possibilities. Alternate short version of my … Continue reading

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Spring’s non-break time can be called spring continuity.

That last idea can sound like April foolery.

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If a burrito that has 7 layers is made by someone named Claire, then that burrito can also be called a 7-Claire burrito.

If Claire says goodbye, then that farewell is a Clairewell. If Claire is funny, she’s hilClaireious or hystClaireical. If Claire makes an announcement, that’s a deClaireation. If Claire is the cavalry, she could also be the Clairevalry. If Claire is … Continue reading

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I thought someone said degraded; what she really said was decorated. As a result, a new song was created

(causing ears to feel elated and the opposite of jaded). I can’t erase it; this song is underrated.

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White pebbles were put in a mug

since they’re really marshmallows with hot chocolate. They’re loved. It’s best to drink it slowly, not with a chug. Whoever made that beverage deserves a hug.

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The fireworks that do not work were called firelazy.

That may sound crazy, yet they may increase safety.

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Happy New Year’s initials (HNY) kinda sound like honey;

for bees and bears this time of year might sound more yummy.

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Pillow for a reset button (especially after a setback

or something)…?

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A ping pong player is weighing options (back and forth) on what next to do:

either attend an auction with paddles, or paddle a canoe.

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