You should totally write something about Steve Miller.
Steve Miller?
Like about Jet Airliner
Why would I write about that?
I love Jet Air Liner!
Well, I don’t have anything else to write about that isn’t depressing.
See?
What the fuck would I have to say about Steve Miller? I like his music well enough, I guess, but not enough to write about it. I shouldn’t be allowed to start drinking until I have written 400 words. I am uncreative after being plied with wine all evening.
You could always miss a day.
No I can’t. I need to make it until mid-July to make a whole year.
How do you come up with ideas? I don’t have 365 ideas.
Me either. That’s why I will end up writing about a conversation about not writing about Steve Miller.
It could be worse. You could be writing about ABBA.
That’s an awful thing to wish on me!
It wasn’t a wish. It was an attempt to force you into committing an act of gratitude.
Act of gratitude would be a good band name, or even blog title.
I am a little “over” gratitude as a topic.
That seems like a bad idea.
So, Steve Miller.
Fuck. What the fuck am I going to say?
I already told you–talk about “Jet Air Liner.”
No. I don’t even know the words!
You could skip a day.
I suppose Google could find song lyrics.
Oh good. I can’t wait to read it!
I am so screwed. Do you have Jet Air Liner on your iPod?
Of course!
You win.