Fog

This is highly unusual my brain is in a fog and I have nothing to say. Hard to imagine but I've been thinking and thinking about what to think about and nothing. My brain is never nothing even in my sleep, I don't know what to do with this except think about not being thinking. I used to ask my grandchildren what they were thinking and they would say nothing, and I would say "How can you have nothing going on between your ears?" Marsha used to say she didn't think and I would look at her with the most blank puzzled expression. I could not understand how anyone could not be thinking. So what's up with the fog? I had a great day, a lot of fun. When I made two birdies in a row on difficult holes one of the guys I was playing with said he felt a sermon coming on, but I could not think how I could use that without losing my humility. After golf I just kinda vegged in front of the TV and watched a couple of movies I had recorded with the DVR. Nothing that would stop me from thinking. I always told Marsha, "Look I can do two things at once but you have to know that one of those things is always thinking. I cannot shut off my brain. I can drive and think, but I can't drive and think and talk. If you want me to talk you have to drive so I can talk and think." She finally came to believe me in our later marriage. So I have nothing to offer to the blogoshere today. I've been sitting here thinking and thinking what I should think about to write about and I just can't think. So there!!!