Can I have what that guy is on

Sometimes when I began to post, the words just seem to appear. I sit down at the computer and inspiration strikes as my fingers began to navigate their way around the keyboard seemingly of their own free will. Actually it's quite the experience because I will be sitting there, staring at the screen wondering what's going to happen next. Once I was sitting at the computer and my fingers started typing a scary story - it scared the willies out of me.

But I digress, today is one of those days. I decided that I needed to blog, but I didn't know what to write about, so I just sat down and let my fingers work their magic. I'm sorry. I didn't know they wouldn't be at the top of their game today and they would produce this debacle. I recently read a story about a guy who received whole arm transplants. The doctors think it will be about two years before they know if the new arms will work or not. I wonder if I could get other magic fingers transplanted to replace these defective ones. They are certainly pretty lackluster. We'll see.