February is when these posts became slightly detached from actual hand jazzing. It was a matter of time, really, but one month or so was pretty quick. Going back and reading my posts again proves to be an interesting campaign and at least the blatant misspellings decreased. I will never ever exhibit sound grammatical structure, as much as I will never deploy a classically proper hand jazzing. Gridded structure can only take you so far and where gridded structure takes you is the brink of boredom.
Enter run ons and non sequiturs and ill advised, overused propositions.
It becomes blatantly obvious, looking back at some of those entries, when inspiration was abundant and when it was hard to come by.
Unfortunately, today is one of those days that it's difficult to find. Not even a good non sequitur to be found to get the creative juices flowing.
Twinkies.
Well, I tried.
Today's Jazz Hands would have shared much in common with a non sequitur, if it weren't for the continuity.
Day three-hundred and fifty-three complete.
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