Um, I forget, but I'm sure it has something to do with something

I'm just in from my weekly dinner with my dad, during which I tried to explain the magic that is iPod. I think he actually got it, amazingly, though the concept of buying music over the internet was baffling to him. And somehow he had the impression that iPods cost $1,000. He’d been in an Apple store with his girlfriend and her kids at some point and thought he saw a thousand-dollar iPod. I concluded that he was looking at a computer.

Here’s something I’ve been meaning to write about but I keep forgetting to (the irony of that will catch up with you in one second). My brain has not been working right lately. Things just fall out of my head, never to be recovered. I have the memory of a woman three times my age! And you know, I didn't mean this to happen, but I can't think of one example to tell you about. I'm sure I'll think of something later and then forget it. But, funnily enough, at dinner my dad and I were both doing the poor-memory struggle to think of the name of that deadpan comedian who does jokes like: How do you know when you’re out of invisible ink? Sadly, it was my much-older dad who came up with the right answer: Steven Wright.

On the way home just now I heard one of my favorite lyrics from a Destiny's Child (I know, not what you’d expect from me, but I can be urban) song called something like Bills (okay, not that urban): "…pay my automo-bill…" I find that very clever and Homer-like. If that’s not actually the lyric, please don’t tell me and burst my bubble.

Thing I had a problem with on TV last night: Okay, so on Fat Actress, there was a conversation about a dog between Kirstie Alley and the-actress-formerly-known-as-Blossom (I do know her name, I just choose to call her Blossom) in which KA mistakenly refers to Blossom’s dog as a “he” and is reprimanded and corrected. Then the dog is handed over to Blossom and there’s a quite visible and very large doggie wiener there! (Ha, I just thought of something…it was a dachshund—a wiener dog!) Anyway, why make such a big production over the dog’s sex when you don’t have an anatomically correct animal actor? I dunno, it just bugs.

Things I just remembered I was going to talk about (see what I mean about the brain?) that I’ll get to tomorrow: TV Head, finding a new name for “N.” and how Word for PCs is much smarter than Word for Macs (I think Gates has it in for Apple people).