I have to share this with you guys. No one else will get it. Today I was at my desk working on a problem and closed my eyes for a second. Just thinking about the work. After a second or two something changed, I completely lost track of my thought and was consumed by a memory of my last trip to a club. I could practically feel my favorite stripper in my lap again and smell her hair. I got as hard as a rock, shifted my weight back in the chair and my breathing changed, got slower and deeper.

The I realized, What the F! I'm at my desk! Snap out of it! The whole things lasted maybe 5 seconds.

I realize that one of my employees, a nice quiet woman who has a habit of walking up and waiting to be spoken to without interrupting me has been standing behind my chair, patiently, for me to notice her. And she's wearing a different perfume today. And she smells like stripper. Christ! Ten more seconds of that and I might have made a scene or moaned or something. It's amazing how much a smell can turn your memory in to 3D w / surround sound.

Damn. I'm going to have to hit a club tonight.