I suffer from foldingstory Déjà-vu. You

I suffer from foldingstory Déjà-vu. You may think I mean when I add to a story, I have the feeling that I have seen this line somewhere before, but its much more disturbing than

that. I have, in fact, lived out many of the finished stories we've created. Lived them out before they were written. Either it's all a giant multifaceted conspiracy or FS Déjà-vu

but you may never know the truth because not one of the stories I have started have ever finished since I started. Yes, I have made a strong contribution and for what? Because I

realize now that I am taking FoldingStory waaaaay to seriously. You know what "they" say, right? It's all about the journey, not the destination. Still, I'd like to think that my

destination doesn't reassemble that bus station outside Crewe where I saw the corpse on a coach. What if my 'journey' involves sitting next to a sweating obese drunk who's chatty?

"In that case, you're in luck." Orson Welles handed over the flask and began to describe in excruciating detail the plot of his next intricate art film. "... and then the kangaroo,

finds a sled under a baobab tree in the middle of the outback, but this is no ordinary kangaroo." "Uh Mr. Welles," the producer said, " you already did with a film with a sled."

"So what? This will be a re-imagining. People eat that up these days. Now shut it and get me a roast chicken." His assistant sighed. "Yes, Mr. Welles. Served on a sled?" "Don't be

On his way home he stopped of at the chicken shop and purchased a fine looking specimen. "Nice." He said. "Bwaak!" The chicken agreed. Another day over, another assistant gone.