My senior moment, courtesy of Tim Allen

There were two sets of TVs on at the health club today. One group aired CNN, and the others showed Home Improvement. As I switched my attention back and forth between the sitcom and the Congressional vote on the bail out, it occurred to me that I could not remember Tim Taylor's real name. His "wife" was played by Patricia Richardson, I knew that. But I could not remember Tim! I could recall that he was the voice of Buzz Lightyear, that he wrote a book with a title about standing next to a naked man, that he'd done time for coke before he became famous.

It was making me crazy! Not because I care -- I don't believe I've seen an entire episode of Home Improvement from start to finish -- but because I could not remember his name! This went on for about 10 highly-distracted minutes. Then, as I left the cardio area of the club and headed toward the machines, "Tim ALLEN" popped into my head.

Oh well, I feel better for the physical exercise, and I got to move my excercycler (bottom of the page).

Tired and sad

I got home from my nephew's birthday party and immediately turned on the TV. I watched the five-run second inning. I saw the errors. I stayed with it as long as I could ... then I began toggling back and forth between the game and the VP debate. I found myself eating handsful of carmel corn (my nephew is selling tins of the stuff for his scout troop), and decided to look away. I had worked pretty hard to reduce my sugar/sweets intake, and while I had to BUY the caramel corn, no one said I had to eat it all -- and in one sitting, no less.

I cannot believe my Cubs lost, and lost so decisively.

It's exhausting.