Sixth Blog: The Curious Case of Curious Cases

We are all detectives in our own way. We infer and deduct based on prior knowlege and experiences. We solve puzzles, create riddles, and come up with our own answers to seemingly unanswerable questions. We take what we see, and form conclusions to suit our beliefs about the unknown. We think we're so smart.

But we're not.

They say one definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result. Human beings do this all the time.

I really don't know what to write about. I mean, I have ideas, and they are somewhat justified, but I can't seem to unscramble them into one coherent message. This is troubling me. So often I start out to change one tiny bit of the world with my radical opinions, but the majority of the time I fail. By slaving away repeatedly over notepads and computer keyboards, I accomplish little more than solidifying my role as a less than mediocre writer.

Hello, my name is Joe, and I work at a button factory. I have a wife, two kids and a dog. One day, my boss came up to me and said. "Joe, are you busy?" I said "No." "Okay, well you can go." Hello, my name is Joe, and I work at a button factory. I have a wife, two kids and a dog. One day, my boss came up to me and said, "Joe, are you busy?" I said "No." "Okay, well you can go." Hello, my name is Joe, and I work at a button factory. I have a wife, two kids and a dog. One day, my boss came up to me and said. "Joe, are you busy?" I said "No." "Okay, well you can go." Hello, my name is Joe, and I work at a button factory. I have a wife, two kids and a dog. One day, my boss came up to me and said, "Joe, are you busy?" I said "No." "Okay, well you can go."