Ok, so I'm not really writing about talking turkeys, but I got your attention. Ha!
As I sit here to write this post, I can honestly say I am baffled. I have no idea what to write. I've found about thirteen things to do OTHER than write the post...
Write on my WIP
Get bored and stare into space
Focus on Transformers cartoon
Worry about the EDJ
Wander over to Yahoo
Wander over to Hunk Du Jour to drool at Matthew Morrison
Wipe up drool from the drool fest
Stare at computer
Listen to a tractor outside
Wonder what the farmer on said tractor looks like
Wonder if said farmer has a hankering for his pal on the fender
Attempt to reel in overactive imagination--we're talking a hot afternoon, jug of icy water, full wagon of baled straw, two hunks shining with sweat and a couple of erections for good measure...yeah, I got a little...um...distracted
Sadly, I gave you a Friday Thirteen...nothing about Turkeys, a view into the mind of a slightly distracted author and a Friday Post.
I'm off to work on that farmer story. I mean, why not?