Killing Brain Cells and the Case of the Intermittent LED

 

Isn't that what they say you are doing when you use drugs? (And by they, I mean the people who are right there with you engaging in the same said behavior.) He said, drinking his coffee and watching the flickering LED bulb on the Christmas strand draped around the TV, adorned by a fishnet and some dangly fish ornaments.

So, my response to that would be, "Yeah, but them were the ones that needed killin', seein' as they were the problem ones. It left my happy, good-time ones alone, see? Just killed off enough of those bad-time, feel bad ones to let me get to the other ones, which were gettin' crowded out, ya know."

The LED is my latest afterlife communication device. It will occasionally blink on, after seemingly being burned out. I always take note of the circumstances occurring at the time. Thoughts, things I'm looking at on the internet, ideas on the guitar that I'm working on, anything that could be a reason for Sharon to try to get my attention.

I've been trying everything to get a clear channel with her ever since the psychic told me that I needed to get out of my current frame of mind in order for Sharon to get through. She said that Sharon wanted me to go fishing, and then she would show herself to me. But the fishing was just a way for me to get out of my headspace and get into the "zone." But this same psychic said she saw Sharon riding a unicycle and acting like a clown (to try to make me laugh). Still trying to picture it, but I just can't.

So, now I have a fishing license and have gone fishing a couple of times. So far, no apparitions. I did get chased by a cow, but I'm not going to go there. But I'd buy that one more than the unicycle idea. For now the intermittent LED will have to suffice. It's no more ridiculously unscientific than seeking guidance from a star, or tea leaves or a crystal ball.