The most amazing idea I've ever goosebumped, unless you count the one I had last week, struck this morning. It's Faulkner drinks with Brautigan brainstorming Aesop. Happiness abounds in my soul. So much happiness I dance like everyone can see me, because I'm Presbyterian from Wisconsin and that 's the best I can do. It feels good like sin and self-expression should.
Happiness and excited pacing around here.
How do protect ideas, Cliff?
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