I know there’s something happening tomorrow. Something that’s supposed to be a big deal. Something I’m supposed to remember. I think it’s even something I’m supposed to care about. But I just can’t seem to remember what it is.
I hate it when that happens!
You know, my memory’s usually pretty good. If something’s worth remembering, I generally have no problem at all keeping it in my head.
Did I leave the iron on? No, I haven’t ironed anything in months. Is it the big project I’m about to kick off at work (the one that’s made it difficult for me to post on a frequent basis for the past couple weeks and will continue to make it difficult for me to post daily for the next couple months)? No, that’s for sure not it — I can’t get that thing out of my mind even when I want to.
Oh, I know what it is. I need to do my B7 Challenge weigh in and Time Trial! No, that wasn’t it (though I definitely do need to do it, and so do all the other people in the B7 Challenge). It feels like maybe I’m getting close, though.
Maybe it has to do with the race I was thinking about doing tomorrow. No, that’s not it. Although that kind of rings a bell.
Oh, I’ll bet it’s that I need to renew one of Susan’s prescriptions. No, that can’t be it; I’ve got the prescription right here and I haven’t forgotten about it. Though that does strike a chord, like it has something to do with what I’ve forgotten.
Sheesh, what can it be?
Oh well. It must not be very important, or I wouldn’t have forgotten it.
Does anyone have any idea what’s going on tomorrow that I ought to remember and possibly even be excited about? I could sure use some help here.
PS: Congratulations to the Ugly Jersey Contest Winners! Here are the jerseys I’ve chosen:
It is, in fact, the ugliest jersey I have ever seen in my life.
Oh, and I’m not advocating anything, but I’ve always been curious: I wonder how small of a lump of material a jersey would make if melted down into a blob? Just curious. Oh, and be sure to send pics.
First Prize: “Really Tacky Skinsuit With Haphazardly-Placed Logos”
When I go to a bad movie or read a lousy book, I often find myself trying to imagine the meeting in which the ill-fated project was greenlighted. This truly-horrible skinsuit causes me to do the same thing, but I find myself flummoxed. How did someone decide this gauzy white material would make a good jersey in the first place? And then how did they decide to arrange the logos? Random X/Y coordinate generator perhaps? Remarkable.
Congratulations to rkay122 who both posted this picture and sagely observed that “This should just be downright illegal.” You, my friend, win Julia’s really awesome “Fat Tire Journal” jersey, which inspired this contest. Email me and I’ll have her send it to you.