I am having an awful artist block. I don't want to paint, and I am blank on ideas. I have no less than three huge blank canvases waiting for color that haven't been taken out of my closet in weeks.

I bet a little Bob Ross would get me in the mood. If his paint sessions of right-before-your-eyes transformations of canvas into ('happy little tree' infested) landscapes were captured on a series of recorded devices, I'd love to own it.

When I was in kindergarden I memorized and spelled "Mississippi" on my school room blackboard. My teacher saw me and mistakenly thought I was exceptionally bright. Funny how little memories can flood back and rival the bad ones sometimes.