Shadow Puppet Storyteller

It's eight-thirty, do you know where your mojo is?

Quirky, sometimes all I can write in this blog is some quirky thing that pops into my head at the moment. The calendar for blog entries may look a bit sparse, however I defend my muse by pointing out that I've made several consecutive entries in my active notebook. (That would be my personal, travels with me in the physical world, notebook.) Sorry, not alway available reading.

I can note that my title to this entry has to do with spending my final graveyard shift with a great set of co-workers. Oral surgery and graphic design in the late-night hours of the same day, really do not mix, Man. That's all I'm going to say. It's enough to jar my memory. Possible the select few who overheard the same quirky commentary. But how likely is it any of those people will ever, ever read this?