An incident happened this past week in which I am still scratching my head. Have you ever known you had something, but for the life of you could not find it? I will accede to the fact that occasionally, I do have a streak of absent-mindedness running through me. At times, I wish it would just walk. I was fairly certain I had an extra $20 in one of my pant’s pockets. It was what I affectionately refer to as my «mad Money.» My wife would be mad if she knew I had it. I do not remember where it came from but my real problem was, I could not find those pants. Usually, if I find money in my pants pocket there is only one explanation. I’m wearing somebody’s pants, but not mine. The truth is, my pants rarely see any extra money. If there is an occasion when I do have money in my pocket, my pants get all excited and wrinkly.
