Round 60: Hour 42

[a-phoenixdragon.livejournal.com]

Now we have hit the portion of the Round that answers all the questions neatly, properly and incomprehesibly all at once: Why does the tea go cold? When will my Muse come back from vacation? Why does pasta stick to walls if cooked right? Will I ever achieve my dream of being a foot-massage therapist for a secret underground military organization? Why does that Guy with the Blue Box never land in my yard?

Okay, so the 'actual' answer is mind-boggling. It makes no sense. But then, not much about reality does really. *Grins* all we can do at this point is drink the tea before it gets cold, yank the Muse off Their vacay early and set down words about whatever strikes our fancy! We can make the pasta never stick! We can write ourselves in as heroic massage-therapists who regularly travel with a Guy in a Blue Box whenever we aren't relieving the arch-pain of Important Men in a Secret Underground Military Complex!

Be creative! Be proud! And don't slouch like that, it is bad for your posture.

Write, write, write - and share, share, share! The answer has already been given. All we have to do is make sense of it. Discussion, questions and pasta-throwing is encouraged in the comments below...

Comments

[gloria-scott.livejournal.com]

Wait, what? I think I must have fallen into a wormhole or something, because it's suddenly tomorrow and it's half gone already and I haven't written anything.

Why does this keep happening?

Ah well, time to turn my attention to lunch and smut - roughly in that order.

[a-phoenixdragon.livejournal.com]

*Soothes you* Tis okay. There is still time to write. The only answer I can give to the missing time is 42. Doesn't answer diddly in a satisfactory way. But at least we can blame all of our problems on it. *Grins* As for why it keeps happening - we can blame Life for that (the Universe and Everything equates in there somewhere, but I can't be arsed to suss that out). The great thing is, with vigorous applications of tea and writing, you will feel better about the whole thing.

YUS. Sustenance! And Smut! Two great tastes that -

Yeah, I'll just leave that there.

Good luck!!

*SQUISH*

[xandromedovna.livejournal.com]

...these are the questions I ask myself everyday. Also, amusing that you give an incomprehensible answer to life's questions in Hour 42, I see what you did there.

[a-phoenixdragon.livejournal.com]

Good, meaty questions that only the greatest of philosophers and lunatics dare to ask!

*Bows* Thenk yew. I like to pretend I am following in the staggered steps of that most marvelous thinker D. Adams. Alas, I am not a Master of Nonsense. Yet.

*CACKLES*

[agirlnamedtruth.livejournal.com]

I've heard on good authority that the answer to all these things is 42...

[a-phoenixdragon.livejournal.com]

Indeed. Very wise and perceptive of you. Though I still rage at all the pasta hanging off my walls. The spaghetti sauce shall never know them...

*HANDS*