It's time for "Dancing with the Stars," my favorite TV show.
I sit with the television remote control in my hand, punching in the channel. Nothing happens. No matter how many times I try, the TV won't respond.
After a little bit of frustration, I see what the problem is. I'm trying to use the mobile phone to control the TV.
"Oh, Lord, is this the start of Alzheimer's disease?" I ask myself. When I see that the remote control and telephone are next to each other on the stand, I realize it's just an easy mistake.