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First...

I LOVE the “nicked” cat!

The look on the cats face says to me, OMG, where are my arms? 

I can almost hear the cat saying, “I can’t believe she stopped drawing. I wonder why she stopped? I need my arms... where are my arms!

Second...

This is a GREAT quote!

“The bad news is time flies. The good news is you’re the pilot.” ~Michael Altschuler 

Nicked version:

“The bad news is, time flies. The good news is, you’re flying.”

~Bobby Kountz, Inspired by M. Altschuler

What is a good length for an article? Is a blog post different than an article? Does length matter?

Or, is it about feeling satisfied with the length because the content was rich, rather than fluffy?

I wonder?

https://medium.com/be-bold/the-bad-news-is-time-flies-the-good-news-is-youre-the-pilot-michael-altshuler-8486d3790382

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How do you know I nicked the cat? (I DID... but I didn't confess in today's love letter. 😂)

As for your questions -- Is it a matter of taste?

I'll take rich and meaty with minimal fluff, please. Toss in a little alliteration and I'm in Heaven.

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Jan 21, 2023Liked by 3musesmerge

Gaaa! A two legged cat! The stuff of nightmares. The back and forth on the time topic brings to mind (well, mine) the lyric from a song by Chicago around half a century ago:

“Does anybody know what time it is

Does anybody really care.”

Which in turn reminds me of the tollbooth operator that controlled access to St. George Island, southwest of Tallahassee. Word on the street was he hated being asked about, well, anything. So of course folks asked “When is high tide? How large are the waves? What fish are being caught today?”

He would reply in a gruff, perturbed tone, “If you came to fish, fish!”

In my most circuitous way, I think that relates to how we pilot our own time machines. Time to fish!

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Dear fellow Riddler,

I can only guess at the meaning of the St. George Island metaphor. 🤷🏻‍♀️

It puts me in mind of this song by Tish Melton that contains the lyric: We stopped asking directions to places we've never been.

https://open.spotify.com/track/2GhZ6OFTzasUwOrI32zS4P?si=3fd2d52853fd4330

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Jan 21, 2023Liked by 3musesmerge

🤔🤷🏽😔 That comparison arose from your quote about “being your own pilot.” And the tollbooth fellow (here’s the stretch) was encouraging us to be our own pilots! “If you came to fish, fish!” Implicitly asking why answers to our questions even mattered?

I don’t think it helped that there usually were half a dozen of us “anglers” in my VW bus, along with rods and tackle boxes and rotting shrimp (bait) for the adventure du jour.

Tish Melton’s song was sonically soothing for this guy’s busy bee brain. The line “We stopped asking directions to places we’ve never been” strikes me as deciding to proceed as the spirit moves us. No maps. No grand schemes. No regrets. Of course she said much more than that with her lyrics. 😁

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Thanks for clarifying. We WERE on the same wavelength!

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Jan 22, 2023Liked by 3musesmerge

“Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana” — Anthony Oettinger

Often incorrectly attributed to Groucho, according to Wikipedia

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🍌🍌🍌🪰🪰🪰

😂

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