Remember when...

It’s a little disconcerting when someone recalls your past when you can’t even remember these moments. It’s even more disturbing when they know more about your life than you do.

“How about the time…?”

“But, you said…”

“Did the penicillin really work on that infection…?”

And on and on.

Of course, it doesn’t help that your “duh” expression, or one of total shock (both are very similar, as they entail a gaping mouth), says a lot more than an actual response.

Sadly, as much as you wish it’s a case of early-onset Alzheimer’s, it’s actually a case of blogger brain – too much tattling, too little thinking.

Maybe it’s time to go back and review some of my old posts to jog my memory because I have no idea what I’ve done for the past year, or so.

Do you remember when...?

Well, I sure as fuck don't.