The Rough Draft of the Film Memoir by Greg

[Drunk Monk]

I go out and get her. 

It never works. 

It's a pain.

I feel your pain. 

Sadly, I've discovered that my commute over Hwy17 was a major part of my process. Having to hump the hill 6 times a week gave me good muse zone time. Now I only do it twice a week, and I'm struck by how often I can sort past a block while driving.