Snoopy the author reaches nowhere

It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they executed the Rosenbergs. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times and it was also a dark, stormy night and from where I'm standing I can pretty much see Snoopy sitting atop his red-roofed doghouse typing well into the late hours without stopping but actually reaching nowhere.
I have this writer's block thing going at the present hence the idiotic start for this post and incidentally maybe she did do it because she had a writer's block. Food for thought there. Just don't attempt to pre-heat it in the oven. Hah!
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I'm supposed to be working right now. No scratch that: I am at work but truth be told I'm doing a terrific job in procrastinating and frantically pleading for my muse to present herself and give me some great top-notch writing but in lieu of Calliope all I got is some mid-1980s synthpop going on the iPod.
Was that an intentional double entendre? Oh it was and it so sucked!!
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Gonna begin reading a new book today, Thomas Pynchon's Gravity's Rainbow and it kind of scares me a little. Well not scare but thing is there's a couple of books of his I'd read a while back--- those were V. and The Crying of Lot 49--- and if you want me to be completely honest with you I have no idea what I got from those two books. Pynchon's works scare me witless because I have no idea what's going on most of the time, and the times I do get what's going on I simply don't understand it. Kind of prone to obscure, unclear referencing, that guy. Well, like myself with the Sylvia Plath jokes really.
Yeah, now I guess I've just compared my writing to Thomas Pynchon's. This post of mine is most certainly not going too well: Drum roll--- then new paragraph.

Ohh I’ve just thought of something else too: Superhero costumes.
Here’s a very good reason as to why comic book superhero costumes are skintight: They’re compression suits. You know? Like those suits athletes use to improve performance? That’s it, right there. Positively brilliant.

And that’s it for today: Drum roll--- and out.