I keep having the idea to have an idea....any idea...and all I can come up with is the idea to have an idea. I remember the process of ideation, and fondly. The times when they would just come to me, without any effort. How on Earth did Oswego pour forth? Where did anything come from?

I wonder if there's something to the video-game-cell-phone-over-computed rumors....

Fuhgeddaboutit, Adam, it's Chinatown.