It’s gotten to the point that I can’t go to bed without listening to “Bridge Over Troubled Water” a few times in a row. Who knows? But here I am, panning for gold on the west coast, anxiously awaiting a phone call that could bring employment or disappointment.

I haven’t had many creative thoughts lately, but here’s one. The next time you see a pretty girl, stop her and ask her, “Are you as pretty as you look?” She will be a little puzzled by this, because the answer is of course she is as pretty as she looks. As she rolls this question around in her head and tries to figure out what you’re getting at, shout, “You are as pretty as you look!” like you verified it at that very moment.

I’m not sure why you should do this. In fact, you probably shouldn’t.