Things That Never End

The Pete and Repeat joke:

Pete and Repeat were sitting on a fence. Pete fell off, so who was left?

Repeat.

Pete and Repeat were sitting on a fence. Pete fell off and who was left?

Repeat.

Pete and Repeat….

The story about the Cowboys Sat By A Campfire Bright:

Three cowboys sat by a campfire bright and one of them said, “Joe, tell us a story!” and this is what he told:

Three cowboys sat by a campfire bright and one of them said, “Joe, tell us a story!” and this is what he told:

The story about One Dark Night Outside The Gates of Paris: (Too long. Plus: I don’t remember exactly how it starts. I’ll get Mom to tell me and post it another time.)

This song:

My knitting.

Lucky for me, I knit because I enjoy the process. This scarf has a pattern to it so, every time I make a mistake — or suspect I may have made a mistake — I have to unravel it to the beginning so I can start counting rows all over again. The paper you see there is the pattern, which I impaled on one of the needles so it can’t get away from me. The red and white thing is my row counter. The neat winding is the lot I haven’t gotten to yet — indeed, may never get to — and the messy lot is my unraveling. The tiny little bit on the other needle is the pitiful amount I have done this time around.

If I ever finish this scarf, I will definitely post a picture.

What else can you think of that never ends?

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: How does your main character react to a setback in a project? Does the size or importance of the project make a difference, or is a little one as bad as a major one? ~cough~Mr. Monk~cough~

MA