Mamas, Papas, Six Flags, and Ten Minutes Ago

"Monday, Monday,so good to me..."

As if the Mamas and Papas had something to "do" on Monday that was different from the rest of the week. Not that I am in on the inner workings of their group in that time period, but if I were wagering on it, my money would be on each day blurring into another.

And Michelle was what? 14? Goodness gracious!

I don't even know why I went down that road, but that's about how my mind works - like "The Scrambler" at Six Flags - up, down, around, and shooting out in a hundred different directions at once. Do you find yourself thinking several things at once? I'm not talking about being schizophrenic, but, let's say, complicated.

Okay, so about Monday. Here it is. Right on schedule - complete with almost-forgotten traffic jams.

And where am I? At work! Look what I'm doing... big, important stuff.

How about you? What did you do in the last 10 minutes?

Phone ringing... maybe someone else will get it...shoot! it's for me...