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epitome of incomprehensibility
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So I was reading an article online about a scientist named Beatrice Tinsley (the Google person of the day for Google Canada, at least) and there was one of those ad-article links on the side that said "Why So Many Guys Are Shaving with Harry's."
At first something was blocking the word "with," so my mind filled it in with "their" and I thought, "What are guys' 'Harrys'? There's the expression Tom, Dick, and Harry, so I guess it's all a play on words and what's next to a dick would be pubic hair, though if I had testicles I would NOT let anything sharp near them, but people can do what they want of course. Wait..."
And then the "with" showed up, making Harry's a razor-making company.
Tired logic turns into run-on sentences too. I was writing an email last night and after I sent it I realized the sentence structure wasn't that coherent. "Oh bother fuck," I thought, just like that, as if the fact of words inexpertly arranged would bother the concept of sexuality.
I was also thinking, "I shouldn't write like I talk. I shouldn't even talk like I talk." But then again, I like some of my tired writing. I can get interesting connections out of it, as long as it's not too self-centered.
Here's a saying: Write whenever, edit ever.
That seems to work. I shouldn't think, "Oh, I'm too incoherent now, so I'll write when I'm more coherent and that will save time editing" because at that rate I won't write at all.
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