"How do I become more creative?"
"Change your name, and then your initials will be M.C."
"Why did Creativity cross the road?"
"Why?"
"Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time."
"How much creativity does it take to light a change bulb?"
"I dunno."
"Not much, but someone as to invent a change bulb."
"Knock. Knock."
"Who's there?"
"Creativity."
"Liar! Only opportunity knocks."
"How would Leonardo da Vinci write a blog about creativity?"
"Very slowly."
"Why is that?"
"Because he is dead."
"Why did the idea cross the road?"
"Why?"
"To go into an apartment building, and then go into a bathroom shower where a writer was already showering."
"What? Is the idea a pervert?"
"No, it's an idea for a short story about a rebel river that goes against the flow. Like most ideas, it likes to come to people when it's not convenient to write it down."
"Where does Creativity get its ideas?"
"I dunno."
"It waits for them to cross the road."
"What are the five stages of creativity?"
"What?"
"Preparation. Incubation. Illumination. Taxation."
"That's only four stages."
"So? It's a creative answer. Why can't four equal five?"
"Okay, but what's with Taxation?"
"No matter what, the government will tax it."
"Thanks to Creativity, ideas and the ways they can be combined are infinite."
"True, but this blog isn't."
"But the blog can't end, Creativity hasn't walked into a bar yet."
Creativity walked into a bar and the bartender said, "What will it be?"
And Creativity said, "Can I have something on the house?"
"Sure," said the bartender and he brought Creativity a brick. Creativity drank the brick, and then left to wait on the other side of the road for some more ideas.
"I dunno."
"It waits for them to cross the road."
"What are the five stages of creativity?"
"What?"
"Preparation. Incubation. Illumination. Taxation."
"That's only four stages."
"So? It's a creative answer. Why can't four equal five?"
"Okay, but what's with Taxation?"
"No matter what, the government will tax it."
"Thanks to Creativity, ideas and the ways they can be combined are infinite."
"True, but this blog isn't."
"But the blog can't end, Creativity hasn't walked into a bar yet."
Creativity walked into a bar and the bartender said, "What will it be?"
And Creativity said, "Can I have something on the house?"
"Sure," said the bartender and he brought Creativity a brick. Creativity drank the brick, and then left to wait on the other side of the road for some more ideas.
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