Rianna Gibbs Wilson
Am I the only person so dumb that I can’t buy a light bulb anymore without a good 15 minutes of pacing back and forth down the aisle at Walmart, Google searches and head scratching?
The old joke could be changed to say, “How many newspaper editors does it take to find a light bulb?” rather than change one.
For the past couple of weeks, there have been a lot of random thoughts going through my head.
Most of them have revolved around one word — why?
In my own head, I have reminded myself of a little kid responding to everything he hears with a simple “but why?”