"The average person squanders about forty days a year compensating for things he or she has forgotten". So says Joshua Foer. The horror! My memory has always rivaled that of a middle aged person who spent their life abusing sugar, pills and bad wine, or an otherwise healthy elderly human with the early stages of dementia. Towards the end of my trip back home I managed to lose another half finished book, which would have been replaced by now if the name would only come to mind. The idea of a bookless flight across the country sounded torturous, so with five minutes left to board I ran past food options (fingers crossed there would be good food on the plane! there wasn't) to Hudson News. Moonwalking with Einstein, a story of the art and science of memory, sat there smack in the middle of the display, almost mocking my sense of urgency about making a quick decision. This was just tooo easy. I walked out, forgetting to at least pick up water, and walked on to a flight that was spent absorbed in a book that, if things go as planned, is mind-altering. And if that doesn't perk your ears, what about the topic Zen-Nippon Chick Sexing School? There is a good amount of talk about that too. Do pick up a copy.