Requiem for My Brain

There was going to be more, so much more to this post – and you shoulda been in my head while I was thinking about it. It was awesome – but I’ve run into a bit of trouble.

I may have killed off the brain cells that came up with it.

And it’s too bad. I really liked those brain cells. They helped balance my checkbook, came up with excuses as to why I couldn’t attend whatever it was I said I would attend and was now going to wienie out of, and held the secret to some of my better blog ideas.

Dammit.

The other thing that those brain cells did?

Kept me from going to three parties in a row. That’s right: tonight are Parties Two and Three in the Halloween Party Trifecta. Last night was Area 52. Tonight is Sally and Brian’s followed by crashing Eugene’s.

Ha ha. Eugene doesn’t know it yet, but he’s got a good half-dozen more people going to his party than he’s invited.

Those brain cells would’ve kept me from going, but now?

As my Dad likes to say, you can tell someone from the family, but you can’t tell them much.