It's amazing my ability to recall nearly all the words to Beck's "Loser". Or the words to The Jetson's theme song. Ask me how to calculate the circumfrence of a circle or the square root of something, and my head will probably pop off.
So if we do not study and remember history, we are doomed to repeat it. Frightening how little we as a society have changed in a hundred years.
This evening I start my slow return to the academic life. It's only one class a week, but after a near 10-year absence from academia, I gotta ease back into this thing. Perhaps begins also my gradual ascent out of Corporate Hell. One can only hope.
I spent several hours on Sunday getting a sunburn and watching my husband drive manically around a bunch of cones in the Shriner's parking lot. Believe it or not, it was fun. It was like driver's ed on amphetimines. Good stuff.