Where do ideas go? Well, I thought I would show the way of the idea, from inspiration or thought, being written on a post-it, then sandwiched back together in a post-it-like pile, and finally input into a computer so that I can then get rid of my yellow confetti. Post-it pads litter my home, car, pockets, jackets, my wife’s purse, my kitchen, my toolbox. And at the end of it, I am always looking for a post-it, which inevitably is nowhere around when an idea emerges. This is the most recent pile of ideas scribbled and put into my list of ideas.