Only a few days into my blogging, and I already seem to be running out of ideas. Could I write about food? Everyone writes about food, and I’m not quite culinarily skilled to food-blog. I turn to my friends for advice.  Some of their suggestions (and my thoughts on them):

Girls: I could write about how girls are like flowers. Sweet as honey, soft as bread. Mmmm, honey bread.

Flowers: Girls are like flowers. You can look at them all, but when you pick them, it’s best to get just one. No wait, bouquets are awesome…

Bus Ride: The wheels on the bus go round and round like the world. As I ride upon this rubber version of the world, I can blog to the world wide web, networking from the ground up…

Women: Women are like buses. Some are large and roll round and round. Some have lots of gas.

Eugenics: The shift in the world’s population from bus-women to flower-girls.

Sunsets: The sun is a large, round woman.

Clouds: Cover the sun.

Chex Mix: Why is it so good?!

Not many of my friends have good ideas. Not many of my friends have blogs. But how about a Chinese fable?

Once upon a time there was an old man. He walked to his shop in town to work, but had to cross a huge mountain. Every day, he would pick up a few rocks from the mountain and carry them away. A young traveler saw him and called out, “Foolish old man! Why are you trying to move the mountain? You could move rocks all day and it would still be there when you died!”

The wise old man replied, “Yes, I am but one man, and I cannot move away this mountain. But I have sons who can move the mountain when it is their time. And those sons will have sons, who will move more sons. Little by little, my descendents will move the mountain until it is gone.”

The young man thought about this for moment and nodded. “Old man, you are wise indeed. Thank you for your insights into life.” He picked up his stuff and walked away, silently thanking the old man for his advice.

Later that night, the young man reached home. He called out to his wife, “Wife, I have great news. I met an old man trying to move a mountain, and I thought he was foolish indeed. But I have learned something! I want many sons! Do not produce any daughters for me, unless they can move mountains all day!”

Alternative Ending:

Later that night, the young man reached home. He called out to his wife, “Wife, I have great news. I just saved a bunch of money on my auto insurance by switching to Geico!”

And….I’m done.