Tickle, tap, drum, rap. Peck, peck, peck.  Rap my fingers on these keys in a rhythmic patters.  Not with intent of depressing them, just trying to figure out what to write.

Click, click, whirrrr, clunk.

Now I can hear the machinations of my brain.  This lovely Rube Goldberg contraption, churning and churning.

I envision this twisted apparatus that resembles something out of a Dr. Seuss book.  Crazy angular parts with over-sized rivets, gears, clockwerk, and miscellaneous oddities.  Tex Avery would be proud.

Pulleys, gears, mouse trap, dominoes, match, string, rails, bowling ball, frying pan, raw eggs, funnel, liquid, light switch, fan, et al

Click, click, whirrrr, clunk.

Engage