Back from vacation, but horribly behind and severely jet-lagged. Plus my head is being buffeted by migraines, as sailors are buffeted by high, wet winds, so my mind is hunkering down until it all blows over.

As a result, not all synapses are firing these days. Consider the two mental mixups I suffered today:

1. Heard snippet of news story on radio about man who lost all his teeth "as a result of his experiences with math." Having suffered a number of my own bad experiences with math, I almost called my parents to say, "You see! I was right, I didn't need trigonometry!" but I realized they were talking about meth.

2. Read spreadsheet item as "I, CPA" and wondered if it was perhaps a musical about self-realization among accountants, sort of like "I, Robot." Then realized it was a strangely spaced acronym for one of the many ICPAs out there.

So. If you need me, I'll be under the ice pack.