Yesterday morning I was reading about Mrs. Clarence Thomas and Liberty Central, her new political-action group. As a former employee of the federal government, I remembered that we employees had certain restrictions on our political activity. (Not that this has anything to do with Mrs. Thomas, mind you. I'm just saying.) I asked my soon-to-retire husband the name of the act that limited our politicking.
He couldn't remember.
Then the strangest thing happened.
The mental image of a guy I knew at work floated into my mind, but I couldn't remember his name either!
Just then, my husband hit on the answer. "The Hatch Act!"
Yep. My mental image was that of a guy named David Hatch. I ask you: why must our brains play hide-n-seek like this?
Apparently, you and Tree Hugger have developed interlocking brain over the years!
ReplyDeleteAt least our brains are working! lol
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean though, senior moments are so frustrating.