Perfect memory incident for 06/13/2026

Tonight it's another case of perfect recall come unbidden.  I've been told that how this translated into the writing for my book is pretty astonishing.  Sometimes I feel this is what it was like for Billy Pilgrim, the unstuck-in-time protagonist in Slaughterhouse-Five.  One moment I'm here in the present, then Bam! I'm in the past, reliving the moment.  And sometimes it's like flashes of the future come too.

So here's the latest trip back in time...

I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing on this night in 1992.  I was in Virginia Beach, there to see a friend I had been known in middle school and high school until she and her family relocated (her father was a Methodist minister and he was given a new church to pastor).  My sister and I had come to see Dana graduate from high school.  Anyway, that afternoon my friend and her family, and my sister and I went to the beach and had a great time.  We got back to their home and had pizza for dinner.  Then Dana's brother and I spent an hour just chillin' and watching an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation (the episode was "The Masterpiece Society").  After the show we entertained ourselves, like a particularly cutthroat game of UNO at my friend's kitchen table.

Then the next morning we said our goodbyes to each other and my sister and I found our way back to US 58 and the six hour drive home.

I bought a Super Soaker while we were in Virginia Beach.  I still have it.  It's in perfect working order.

For once a pleasant memory.  I should try to evoke them more often.

Edit:  I forgot to mention how that evening I was wearing my favorite The Far Side t-shirt...

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My scary memory, again

As of five minutes ago I have finished drinking my first cup of coffee since 8:20 p.m. on March 5th, 1993.

If we were to take a time machine back to that moment in the kitchen of the house I grew up in, that's what you would find me doing.

I am sooo not kidding, folks.  As I say in the first chapter of my book, I have no idea why I remember some things with such pristine clarity.  It's as if I'm reliving them in the here and now.

The coffee I had then was a French vanilla brew.  This time it was a mocha-something.  Be kind, this is the very first coffee I've bought on my own so I'm not sure about a lot of things involving the stuff.  But last weekend a good friend told me I need to get some coffee and real tea into my diet.  She said it would improve me mentally.  So, we'll see where it goes.

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