I’m an ideas guy, not a details guy, but Amy sorted it out and things are now at dougsdeadflowers.com.

I started this post two days ago and forgot what I was writing about.

Brain.

When I was a kid, our family would drive every other weekend two hours north to Cookstown, Ontario (that’s in Canada).

I usually barfed and still do today.

I have lots of memories of me and gramps driving from Cookstown to Toronto to get parts for his Massey-Ferguson dealership, but I can feel those memories fading away, every time I have to pause and rethink what I was writing.