Wheel Time

Jeff Bailey © 2017

Damn, I left my hypnotic, binaural beats, subliminal suggestion CD on the counter when leaving the house. I know the warnings; do not listen to this tape while blah, blah, blah. That stuff doesn’t happen to me. Instead, I get relaxed, my thoughts are clear, and I gain a restful alertness. But today, I entertained myself while I drove.

The difference between opinion and belief: 
“No you’re not; yes, I am!”.

What do you call a knucklehead polishing your car? 
A Buffoon.

What is a modern-day map of an ancient burial site called?
A Cryptic.

I drove to a nearby store and back, thanks for riding along.

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