Forgetful

[rejectomorph]

There was an idea in my head, and I was going to write something about it. By the time I was able to get to the computer, a couple of hours later, the idea had vanished. I can't even remember the subject. It seemed good at the time, too. I'm going to start carrying around one of those little spiral notebooks, so I can write things down as they occur to me. For years, I did that, but got out of the habit. (Well, actually, I carried around BIG spiral notebooks for most of that time, but the little ones would be more practical these days.) Little notebooks are still cheaper than a Palm, aren't they? I haven't seen Palms at Rite-Aid for $1.98, yet. Just calculators. When I do, I might buy one.

Crap. I can't remember a thing. I'm going to go watch that PBS documentary about Chicago.

Oh, yeah. New Hindenberg icon. Crash. Burn. Very appropriate for Sluggo. Very appropriate for my brain.