Extreme Appearances: wherein I release into the ether the ideas I never use, like the plants spitting out flies in my trauma landscape dream last night.
Because of overabundance. Too much information. The fun postmodern affliction.
You can start by making that video with the "Honk if you have a blog" sign, then move on to cross-stitched underpants that say "bless this mess."
Check back periodically. I'll have you making millions. I'm a life coach.