Last wendsday, we did the same exercise as yesterday. I bombed. Jimmy asked me to c if i can come up with a humorous phrase for it, and I could not. It was my fault, I did brought in a picture of a caged dog with the word sad written on his face. Once again, word play kicked my ass. It is interesting how word play comes natural, while a struggle for others. Then again perphaps different types of word play may come easier depending on their personality. I may fail to see the humor in a caged animal, but then againg i fail to c the humor in a lot of things. I see the world different than most people, and have little understanding. Word play, however is important. I may not understand it, but i may someday.