dear brain:

C'mon, baby. Let's work together. We can get through this. The fact is, if you're so fucking powerful that you can convince me not to eat tomatoes, which are in EVERYTHING, then you MUST be strong enough to integrate some coherent thoughts on Spheres of Justice and complex equality. It's crunch time, brain. Power ten!

I promise, baby- once you create just ONE though, just a teeny little thesis statement, that's all I'm asking- THEN you can meander endlessly about what to say for the job interview on Wednesday or perhaps slightly more illicit topics. Since you had no trouble coming up with an endless succession of quips and witticisms in New York, this should be easy. C'mon, just a faint little brainpulse. Don't DIE on me, DAMMIT!