When will I ever learn? Some of my best ideas come to me late at night, when I am already tucked in bed. And inevitably I am too lazy to get out of bed and write the idea down. I've keep a notebook and pen in my nightstand, but usually I am too lazy to even roll over and dig this out. Every time, without fail, I decide that I am going to remember this brilliant idea. That it is so good that I will definitely remember it in the morning. Wrong. I never remember them.
I try to make up little hints to jog my memory. "Well the idea about the fat mailman is really good, so I will surely remember it when I see the mail-lady tomorrow at work, even though she is not fat, but maybe she will have some really phat items for me in her bundle of mail." This doesn't work. So I am making a pledge. A pledge to throw back the covers and walk to a paper and pen, or to turn my body over and open the nightstand and find a paper and pen. To write the idea down. To be content that the next morning my idea will be safely tucked away for review--where upon I will realize that it makes absolutely no sense.
