The inspiration floweth.

I just got inspired. I don’t know why it happened, it just did. One second I’m reading about simple user interfaces, the next I’m standing in front of my big white board (which I hung yesterday for such use) sketching out the diagram for a site idea I’ve been chewing on for 2 weeks. It’s not pretty but it’s a LOT more than I had an hour ago. In fact, it’s simple enough that it will probably be close to the actual outcome of the website.

You know earlier when I said “I don’t know why it happened”? Uhm… I can probably thank the mixture of rum and faux-Dew flowing through my veins. I’d rather not, but I’m thinking that this is probably the source of my inspiration. Like Poe, Faulkner, and Hemingway, I seem to gain mental strength from the bottle. I don’t know whether that’s good or bad, but I have a wireframe on my white board that wasn’t there earlier so I’m not complaining.