Have you ever lost anything and then found it again a long time later? I am like that right now with my Tolltag. I never got the Velcro strips to keep it on my car and as a result it was doomed to be lost. I always felt it was still in my car somewhere, even though I have looked many times. Now that I have cancelled the old one and had to re-order a new one I can be sure that I will find it. I should’ve asked my mother. Her psychic ability is unbelievable. It started when I was in 9th grade. At the end of the year the choir got to go to Six Flags for a reward for not tormenting the teacher. I had such a good time I lost my glasses somewhere between the pirate ship and the Shockwave. I searched and searched and couldn’t find my glasses. As a result I was worried what my mom would say. That night I quickly came in the door and went to my room. The very first words out of her mouth are “Where’s your glasses!” and she hadn’t seen my face, Maybe she did and I was naïve, but how do you explain the following. When I was in 10th grade my friends and I would head to a local lake just hang out. It was called Lake Kickapoo. One time we went and as usual I loose something. This time it was my wallet with 20 bucks in it. So I walk in the house that night wondering where it could be and my mom says “Where’s your wallet!” There was no way to know that I had lost it. Another freaky thing is a month later we were at that same lake and I actually found my wallet, among the mud, on the other side of the lake, with the money still in it. I think she knows where everything is. I should’ve called her before I ordered the new Tolltag.

Thought of the Day
"Are you close with your parents?"
"Well, they gave birth to me and... yada yada yada..."
"Yada what?"
"Yada... yada... yada..."
- Marcy and George, in "The Yada Yada"