NEW JERSEY, USA: Keep It Rockin’

I have one of the worst memories of anybody I know.  I can be with a group of friends who will be talking about a hilarious event that happened in high school or college, one that I may have played a vital role in, and I have absolutely no memory of it.

I want to remember it, because it sounds awesome, but for some reason I don’t.  My husband refers to me as the guy from the movie “Memento.”  You know, the one who has to tattoo notes on his arms because he has no short-term memory.  That’s me, without the tattooing. (more…)