Y'know, it's tough to admit it, but I might be getting a little forgetful. My doctor told me to write things down, as a way to remember, but it just sorta irritates me, y'know? Last night Mrs Chief and I were watching TV, and I went into the kitchen. I asked her if she wanted anything, and she thought for a second, then said, "Yeah, some ice cream." "OK, gotcha covered," I replied. "Plain?" "No, put some of that caramel sauce on it, please. And honey...do you think you should write this down?" she asked. "You know what the doctor said." A little *****'ed, I snapped "NO. I remember. Ice cream, caramel. I'll even bring the damn spoon." "OK, OK," she said. "Geez, just trying to help." I was still pretty perturbed 20 minutes later when I brought her the damn bacon and eggs. And what do you suppose I got for being nice? Backtalk, that's what. She looked at me with a touch of sympathy in her eyes--I HATE that--and gently said "See, you should have written it down. Where's my toast?"