I've felt recently that life does not contain enough intellectual rigour.
On a typical day, I rarely encounter much that requires me to rub more than a handful of brain cells together. I mean, do I walk to work or drive? Wear blue socks or black? Or order a
Mighty Meaty pizza with jalapeños or a
Pepperoni Passion with black olives? Or both?
*
[
* I know, a total no-brainer.]
You see the problem. And it worries me. I don't want to lose my razor-keen mind; I may need it sometime.
Someone suggested that a white jigsaw might be the way to go. Have you seen those? One thousand similar-looking pieces, with no distinguishing features beyond edge pieces? I love jigsaws, have endless patience, and it would be a real brain-tickler of a challenge.
But no, I need more.
As you probably know, I'm an
old hand at the Rubik's Cube. What could be more of a challenge than taking The Cube
to the next level?
It's my own design, and I can't put it down.
I'm sticking close to the phone in case
Parker Brothers call.
Captain's Blog - Supplemental
Hi all,
Thanks for reading today's post; you're the best.
My recent numbers have been great, and it's always a pleasure to see that spike in the stats when I post. But I'm curious because, beyond a handful of die-hard regulars who stop by the say hi, I've no idea who any of you are!
If you feel so inclined (and as a one-time thing), why not introduce yourself? You know, who you are, what region you live in, whether you blog, and maybe the first of my entries you read? Or anything else you fancy telling me about.
Just a thought.
Thanks,
Indigo
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Ah, the folly of youth. 
