Mental block

So much going on around me, so many thoughts bubbling ceaselessly - all of which i would so very love to "blog" about, yet i just can't seem to piece them into words.
Mental block, they call it?

Maybe.

I'm tired. Guess i'll just end the night with a joke i ripped from an email, it's titled - obsession.
A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with four young mothers and their small children.
"You all have obsessions," he observed.
To the first mother, Mary, he said, "You are obsessed with eating. You've even named your daughter Candy."
He turned to the second Mom, Ann: "Your obsession is with money. Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny."
He turned to the third Mom, Joyce: "Your obsession is alcohol. This, too, shows itself in your child's name, Brandy."
At this point, the fourth mother, Kathy, gets up, takes her little boy by the hand and whispers.

"Come on, Dick, we're leaving."