As you get older, you discover an amazing thing about your memory: It starts to go.
Now, this is partly because you add a full day's worth of knowledge
to the already-existing database. And all that STUFF has to go
However, as the new info pushes out old stuff (where it gets
virtually zapped to nothingness), the hard drive of your brain also
develops some glitches. And by the next day, you may not remember
breakfast. Or lunch. Or the first person you spoke to. Or what you wore.
I know there are people who say they remember lots of stuff, decades
after the fact. And then there are the people with SUPER memory, but
they are few and far between.
For the disbelievers, who say they have "pretty good memories," I ask
you, "Who was the FIFTH person you spoke to AFTER you left your
dwelling last TUESDAY." I thought so.
The main segment discusses the events of one particular day. And why
even now, as I type this, I don't remember those events a few days
later. Plus my son's amazing memory (so far).
Also, a brief cat update featuring the appearance of the THIRD cat caught in our web.