The following gem occurred to me just before I jumped into the shower. Most will recognize the tune:
"I am the very model of a stinky individual,
The smell that lingers on my pits is nothing but residual...."
You would think that I would do something else with that flash of absolute, stunning brilliance beyond making a public blog post about it.
But no, here we are.
I have still been writing actual stories. It's just that that snippet of song amused me more than most of what I worked on this morning.