Yesterday, somewhere around 2:08 PM, I had a great idea pop into my head. It was an idea for a blog topic, which I struggle with every morning, at about this time. This revelation would have prevented that this morning.

However, I didn’t think to jot it down. I didn’t scribble this astounding thought on a piece of paper, or even on any of the sticky notes I carry around with me everywhere.

I didn’t save it to one of my portable voice recorders. I didn’t even repeat it to myself a dozen or so times, in a rudimentary attempt at memorizing the thought. In short, I blew it.

Like Obama’s confirmation last night, this blog topic would have been historic, and a bridge between other blog topics – something people would have been talking about around the water coolers today.

I am soooo bummed…

In the place of this landmark blog topic, I will now present a default topic, plucked entirely out of thin air just now:

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Mrs. That Dan Guy has six toes on her left foot. I am serious – she has six toes, and the middle ones are webbed! Whenever she buys a pair of shoes, she has to stretch one by jamming a Pepsi can into it, and spinning the device until the leather softens enough to accommodate her quirky tootsies.

At the beach, or when wearing sandals, she black ones out with shoe polish, but anyone even close to observant can probably notice it…

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Man, it’s times like this when I really wish I could remember things…

Chow for now!!