Where Is My Head?

I was so focused on shoveling snow this morning, I completely forgot to post. I don't know whether that's happened to me before. I don't think it's a good thing.

I'm trying to find a pic of a psychiatrist's couch for my NAF post, and I can't. Are couches going the way of the dodo? Maybe if I looked up dodos, I'd find one on a couch. 

While talking on the phone last night (something I've been doing instead of writing lately), I think I figured out the ending for Dangling Participles.

Wait a minute, Turtle. You're not working on Dangling Participles.

That's true, but it is closely linked to Past Ties, and I hadn't decided on an ending for either, so this feels like a big step. Maybe even a dramatic step.

See, Dangling Participles is like one of those TV show moments where the cast splits up for an episode and part of them goes one way to do something amazing while the other part goes another way except the stuff they do takes too long to make just one episode, so it becomes its own episode and if you watch it out of order, you still enjoy it, but it doesn't make as much sense as when you watch it in sequence.

TT: That may be my longest sentence ever for this blog. Read it slowly. The meaning is there.

Therefore, knowing how Dangling Participles ends significantly impacts how Past Ties will end.
Comprende?

Yeah, I don't get it, either, but it felt big.

For the record, I was talking about writing on the phone, not ignoring the other person while I thought about writing so it's okay for me to have worked this out during the conversation.

Otherwise I'd be a big selfish loser.

This post is all over the place. I don't know where my head is today.