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Well, that's a piece o' cake, let me tell you. Forget what I've seen? No effort required. It's done automatically. I see it, I forget it. A doddle, really.
And it doesn't stop there, does it? I hear it, it's forgotten. I read it, it's gone. I eat it—don't ask me about it the next day.
Soon—oh, I was going to make some smart comment but I won't
because I forgot the smart comment I had in mind. Saying "soon, I'll remember nothing at all" would be like waving a red flag to attract the attention of the Keepers of the Brain; they might make my silly exaggeration into an actual fact. I definitely don't need that.
Somehow while cooking dinner a month ago I turned the knob for the right rear burner all the way to high. Can't imagine how or why I did it, since I was cooking on two other burners and had no need to use the right rear.
I've told you before about the right rear burner--the one that doesn't respond to its pilot light. Remember?
We ate outside in soft spring air. Sat for half an hour afterwards. Went back inside to find the kitchen full of gas. Full of gas, the kitchen was. My fault.
We aired out the room. No harm done. Right?
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