This morning (it was really early in the morning) I was browsing on the internet, and I found myself thinking: “wow, wouldn’t it be cool to live in Europe for a few years? I mean, that would just be really neat. I’d learn so much. . . maybe another language.” And then I remembered that I did live in Europe for a few years. . . three to be exact. And I did speak another language for a while.

Good grief, I have the memory of a goldfish at 7:00 a.m.