why i do not trust human brains
So I just had the most bizarre realization.
For decades, I had been walking around with the notion in the back of my mind that my 2nd-uncle-or-something Joey was gay.
This was not a strongly held impression. I barely even knew Joey when I lived in Ohio. I think I've thought about him literally 3-5 times in the last two decades. But if you'd asked me, "Quick, was Joey gay?" I'd have said yes.
But now that I've puzzled out the math, I realized I would have been all of four years old when I last saw him. And somewhere in my four-year-old mind, I think I got Joey confused with Jack Tripper from Three's Company.
And that's the pisser: JACK TRIPPER WASN'T EVEN GAY. THAT WAS THE WHOLE FUCKING POINT OF THE SHOW.
And that's why I don't trust human brains.