My Brain is Broken!

This morning I woke up early (for me) and couldn't get back to sleep because my mind wouldn't stop going. What was on my mind, you ask? The sad part about what I'm going to write is that it is all 100% true.

I couldn't think of the mom's name from "Who's the Boss?". I don't know why I woke up with "Who's the Boss?" on the brain, but I did. I'm going over the names in my head: Tony, Jonathan, Samantha, Mona, _____ . I even get a mental running start by saying the names really fast in my head, and I get nothing.

Then I thought, well, maybe if I remember their last name, that will trigger the first name. Tony's last name is, umm, Micelli. Jonathan's is going to be the same as the mom. His last name is...Bower. That's it. Jonathan Bower. That would make the mom named _____ . I still have nothing.

Having the world's most gay-ass case of OCD on earth, I can't just let it go. I go through each letter of the alphabet. Normally this works for me; not this time. Finally I commit myself to getting up (which means I won't be getting back to sleep this morning) and turning on my computer so I can check it on imdb. As I stand up, my mind yells out, "Angela!"

Fuck you, brain. Who's the boss now, bitch?

I'm not sure what's worse, the fact that I had to know this completely trivial fact so much that I was willing to forego more sleep, or the fact that I can actually name all of the main characters from "Who's the Boss?," including last names, from a dead sleep.

Either way, I'm sure tomorrow morning I'll wake up to naming all the kids from "Just the Ten of Us" in descending order by age.

Interesting thought of the day:
A breakfast burrito is what I call it when I drape my flaccid wiener on my girlfriend's* mouth while she's asleep.

*a magazine cut-out of David Gest