Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for May 27, 2016

I can still get a gig!!

No. You won’t even remember why you came into the room.

Now if he can only remember where he was planning to go to.

He probably has a stooge in the audience.

What did I need the keys for again?

The other day I scored a twofer, while looking for something I actually found it and one other item I’ve been look for forever.

Hilarious!

Ahhhhh: Haven’t gotten this bad yet.

No doubt about it, I got to get another hat!

NeedaChuckle, That is the consolation prize for looking for things, I guess……You find other things you’ve been looking for……..Congrats on the twofer….

Don’t laugh. You’ll all be there soon enough. /sigh

My son told me this: if you go into a room to do something, but can’t remember why, you simply back out through the door, and VOILA!, the memory returns. I guess that is like backing down the time line.I tried that and it works some of the time BUT it won’t work if I have passed through two doors.Go figure.

“However, I forgot where I put my top-hat”

OK, but what the hell happens during the five minutes. A featured singer? Cute bunch of lightly clad dancers? Another magician?

I see that politics has not raised its ugly head. Congrats, all!

The audience clearly will forget he put the keys there.

He’ll forget to go back to the audience hall.

I wish my wife would take up magic.

The audience is totally unrealistically represented…. no one is napping or in the wrong theater!!

Oh yes, we all become lost keys [&everything else] magicians after 80!

If you ask the audience their names, how soon do you need to know?

My keys are put into my purse and it sits on a table by the door so I never have to search for either.

I do a similar trick. I place the keys on a table by the door when I come home. When I go to leave the next morning they’ve mystically transported somewhere else…like inside the fridge.

But will they remember what he came back for?

But with time…. all visible space will be covered with something. I tried that in my shop area – and it looks like a bomb went off in there!

Yes, yes…. that blasted ‘safe place’! Ha ha ha.

I was going to add a comment to this strip, but I forgot what it was.

Everyone so far is clearly concerned with the Here After.

Laughing at me & my peers in this way is not nice. What? Did I say something, what?

Mine is less a memory problem and more a furniture problem. My chest has fallen into my drawers.

Why was I going to write a comment?

I’ll believe that wh …. what were we doing?

Am I still on Ballard…something.

Agist!

Or better yet – put them in a drawer and when you look for them where you KNOW you put them – they’re still there !