Sometimes I let things percolate too much. It always starts out slowly, with just the drip, drip, drip of an idea. The idea gathers and grows and changes shape. I put words to it, and it changes again. Quite suddenly, or so it seems, the tiny drips coagulate and turn into a little Flubber of an idea. A mischief-making, life-of-its-own Flubber of an idea.
Good thing Flubber and the Mad Scientist came to a mutually acceptable agreement, huh?
Good thing Flubber and the Mad Scientist came to a mutually acceptable agreement, huh?
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