Have you ever completely forgot something and had to go back and get it again? Recently I've been doing that. It started off innocently enough. I would leave my badge in the car and then once I got to the security door realized that I had left it in my car and had to walk all the way back to my car to get it. Then yesterday was the big one. On Sunday I had left my acoustic guitar in my car because I played "Amazing Grace" on my guitar and harmonica at Sunday school. Anyway it was still in my car on Monday. I knew that I had to bring it into the office because the temp is in the 100s out here and my guitar would've fried. So throughout the day I would get comments like,"put a hat out and play and see if people put money in it." I had to bust it out to show my coworkers. I used to be ashamed from being a band because of the "druggie alchy band stigma" even though it isn't true for me anyways. I often thought people would treat me differently, kinda like they do when they find out you are a Christian. Anyway I forgot that I had left my guitar in the office and left for the day having almost arrived at home. I had to drive all the way back to the office to pick it up again. What a big pain. I lost about 45 minutes of my life cause I left my guitar somewhere. My other guitar amp was recently found as well. I think I forgot that I had put it in a closet in the guest bedroom and was asking everyone if they knew where it was. I think I am loosing my mind blahda blahda. Or maybe once you turn 30 senility sets in. Or maybe the hot temperatures are frying my brain. What did I do yesterday? I'm glad I have this blog, that way I know.

Thought of the Day
Judge: Uh, could you get to the speeding?
Newman: Yuh, yes. I intend to Your Honor. And then, on the afternoon of September 10th, you received a phone call did you not?
Kramer (puzzled): Phone call?
Newman: Yes, a phone call!
Kramer: From who?
Newman: From me!
Kramer: From you?
Newman: Yes, from me!! I called you remember?
Kramer: You called me?
Newman: Yes, I called you, you idiot! Because you were going to... You were going to... Remember?
Kramer: what?
Newman: You were going to...
[Mimmicks hanging himself, growing hysterical as only Newman can]
You were going to do something
[Mimmicks stabbing himself in stomach and jerking the knife around] to yourself! You were going to do something to yourself! Remember the banking? The banking, about the banking, about the banking!!!
Judge: I'm afraid I'm gonna have to call a---
Newman: Yes, the banker!!!
Kramer: What banking?
Newman: A banker! A banker! Your Honor, Your Honor, Your Honor...
Judge: That's enough already.
Newman: Your Honor, Mister Kramer's obviously very distraught.
Kramer: I'm distraught!?! Wooh-wooh-hoo!

-- The Ticket