Oh remember the time when I went into the top secret laboratory of a major company and took photos and made a silly video?

Me neither.

There’s no proof.

Because it’s lost somewhere in an airport not anywhere near my home along with photos of my son’s second birthday.

That’s right my friends, on a dirty airport floor lies my left behind digital camera memory card full of precious photos and exclusive video.

But thankfully not a sex tape. (Which will please @johnlegend )

8GB on the floor somewhere instead of inside either my carryon bag or one personal item.

Who has it? Are they going through it right now? Will they comment on my poor fashion choices?

I’m only now making light of this situation because I’ve already chocked this day up to being a crappy.

Beyond all the regular Monday bits of crappiness.

Like finding out a show you like is airing the season finale tonight.

Or reaching for the last almonds, apricots in yogurt KIND Bar only to find someone else had eaten it.

Thankfully tomorrow’s another day.

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Next stop – I’ve called Petco and asked them to put 39 cats on hold. Finally realized I can’t have it all. Ready to face my future.

Car Song – That’s Not My Name by The Ting Tings  “They call me ‘quiet’. But I’m a riot.”