Few weeks ago i started playing walleyball with the guys in the office. Its not what i would call a 'manly' sport but its 2 hours of additional exercise and thats a good thing. I really don't remember anything about last nights game as somewhere during the setup i, being a complete and utter idiot, fell onto my upper back and head. Suffered a concussion.

The old etcha sketch got shook up a bit and all i've got are snippits of last evening, images of my aunt and uncle sitting in with me, the ride home with my parents, my mom laughing at me as i asked her the same question over and over again.

Its like a murder mystery without the murder and having no idea if i'm right....

So, as part of my election platform i am proposing a ban on floors across the country. They are highly dangerous and should be destroyed before any more memories are lost to them. Viva La Tommaso