Wake up super duper early in order to post to your blog before work. Sit smeary-eyed in front of the computer. Decide to clear the cobwebs with a little romp around eBay. Feel ready to face the day after discovering that pink beaded flip-flops are available in half sizes! Now it’s blog time. Click on that folder – that special place where you’ve stored ideas for the last six months. Tons of ideas. The bank of ideas and research necessary to fund an advice column without all that smudgy ink. Except that file is gone. Or worse, it’s been replaced with an older version of that file. An older version from months ago with its stupid spent ideas and tired research. Place a frantic phone call to your drowsy IT friend who delivers grim news: Discarded files – those thrown in the trash – are easy to recover. But those files replaced with a different version – an older deadbeat version – are practically impossible to recover because you’ve stripped them of their designation, their virtual significance. He tells you they are in fact called Orphan Files. Hang up. Begin to shed tears for your orphan idea babies, erroneously replaced with older smelly ideas. And weep rivulets because you’re pretty certain you’ll never have a fresh or decent idea again.
Adorable Girlfriend saysJune 14, 2006 at 6:43 pm
“orphan ideas” — what a great phrase.
I am totally going to use that and cite Bossy each time.