Partial Ideas

I store partial ideas for blogs and then forget about them. Here are some undeveloped notions:

I have an idea for a scene in a novel where something or someone who is starving eats plaque off of something or someone's morning teeth.

I have an idea for a book where a bishop's cordless phone gets all messed up so he can hear other people's conversations in the ward. It's a romance novel.

I made a note to myself to write a blog which explains how  Friday Night Lights is the nouveau country of TV shows. In other words, Friday Night Lights = Wilco.

I heard a rich realtor on a reality TV show say that his motto is "Work hard. Play hard." I've been meaning to write a blog post about how this motto might apply to my life. I just don't play hard enough for it to be relevant.

I've been wanting to explore the idea that jurisdiction fights like you see in cop shows on TV only occur on TV.

I have been wanting to title a blog post "Not if Anything to Say About it I Have." Any ideas about how to make it work? It's highly nuanced, you see.

I want to either write a post about myoclonic jerks or call someone a myoclonic jerk--whichever would be better.  A myoclonic jerk is what happens when you are about to fall asleep. It feels like falling.

For me, candy is an important part of my family culture. I always want to blog about it but I'm just not ready for an onslaught of critical comments--certainly not about something so, well, special to me.

One year my kids really wanted to get an mp3 player for their little brother Ben. As fate would have it, he ended up with Christian's old iPhone before Christmas even came. It was kind of like Gift of the Magi, but not really close enough to write a blog about it.

I like this quote by Emerson: "No man ever stated his troubles as lightly as he meant." It's why I always say "fine" whenever anyone ever asks me anything. But it's not so great in terms of keeping up my end of a conversation. I find exaggeration works much better?

Here's a related quote that I often think about in terms of blogging and life in general: "What makes a good story ain't what makes a good person." Is the success of my blog inversely related to the quality of my soul? Obviously, this is true in Dooce's case.

And here is the premise of another unwritten blog post: Right here, right now we are living in what will be referred to in the future as "The Golden Age of TV." Is this more exciting or more disappointing? Because I think it might be true.

If you don't drink or cavort, wearing slippers to the gas station is a valid form of teenage rebellion. (It's such a great little nugget of truth! And therein lies it's lack of viability as an entire post--there's simply nothing more to say about it.)

And finally, WHAT WAS THE DEAL WITH GUNNE SAX DRESSES?!