I'm writing a letter, I can't write a letter. 

Why can't I write a letter?

I'm wearing a green dress, I wish I was wearing my blue dress, my blue dress is at the cleaners.

The Germans wore gray, you wore blue.

Casablanca, Casablanca' is such a good movie.

Casablanca, the white house. Bush.

Why don't I drive a hybrid car? I should drive a hybrid car.

I should really take my bicycle to work.

Bicycle, unicycle, unitard, hockey puck, rattlesnake, monkey, monkey, underpants.

It's a big bag of weird in there. So, I think I need inspiration.

You know, I need a muse.

Perhaps I need "the muse."

Maybe it would help if Sharon Stone would appear to me in an alarming caftan and coo inspirational words in my ear.