No Idea

Every idea you have has already passed through the neurons and synapses of at least one other person. I don’t know whether it’s bio-chemical or if ideas are like the water cycle, the same stuff going up or coming down in different forms. The truth is that the last original idea was for sliced bread.

I suspected it when I first learned about Post-It Notes. I (and a million other people) had often thought how nice it would be if there were way to attach notes to surface. My solution was to carry tape everywhere I went, which didn’t always work out because I usually couldn’t find anything to write on.

There are no original thoughts. Google has proved it to me.

As I was putting my deodorant back on the shelf this morning, setting it down next to my pills, I thought, “Why doesn’t somebody make deodorant in a pill form?” You could swallow it, and it would make your sweat smell good — the way garlic makes you smell bad. Perfume in pill form.

I Googled it: perfume, pill. Someone else has already thought of it. Nobody has a patent on it or anything, so I could still become famous for inventing it, but I don’t feel nearly as ingenious now that it isn’t a new idea.

There’s even a web site devoted to this sort of thing. If you ever think you’re having an original thought, go to Half Bakery and have a look. You will be humbled. More

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