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Free Association: A Creative Mind At Work


I was sitting around the coffee shop the other day, killing time. I was bored.

For some reason the name of a city popped into my head: Butte, Montana.




Like I said, I was really bored.

(Does cute rhyme with butte?)

Comments

X. Dell said…
Well, either cute or cut. There are regional variations.

I half-expected to see a bird in this post, somewhere.
9:23 PM
Ray Palm (Ray X) said…
X. Dell:

A bird? Didn't you see that chick in the picture?

Ray
1:00 AM
Doug said…
Butte is also a county in California. Somewhere a court clerk has a stamp with "Butte" on it, stamping that on legal documents every day (except weekends and holidays).

Such is my association. Clearly, I am not single.

Also, I am rarely bored. (I am often wasting time, but not often bored.) That's why I am not a better blogger.

The internet pretty much relies on boredom. Okay, it relies entirely on boredom.

What were we talking about?
2:50 AM
Ray Palm (Ray X) said…
Doug:

What were we talking about?

The butte of my joke.

Ray
4:30 PM
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