Yesterday it became apparent that it is time to purge some files in my brain and make room for important stuff, you know, stuff, like the date, my to do list, and where I put my keys. I had no idea the lyrics to this failed sit-com were in my head until someone said, "It's about time." If my brain has file drawers, this file must be labeled "Worst sci-fi/comedy sitcoms ever on television."
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