SOME OF THE LOVES OF MY LIFE . . .

I met a crop circle while playing the field.    We dated for awhile, but it didn't work out.  We could never agree on whether I was real, or a hoax.

I once dated a USB flash drive, but it didn't work out.  She would gigabyte me each time we kissed.

And then there was the time I dated a poem.  How shocked I was when it dumped me for buying it red roses and blue violets.

I went out with a stained glass window.  We had a great relationship until it broke.

I suppose I could go on, but I don't dislike you.  Let me close by saying that I have never dated a muse.  Perhaps one day I will.  If I did, then she would inspire me to come up with better blogs.