I didn't think the guy was senile, exactly. I really do have that problem myself, and I'm yet a touch young to be losing my mind.

As an example, talking to my wife the other day: "Hey, babe, you want to pick up some food and head over to the...the...um...oh, god, you know, has a bunch of trees, some benches, sidewalks--the park! Do you want to grab some food and go eat at the park?"

It's distressing, because I know exactly what I'm talking about, but I can't drag the right word out of my word with a chainfall. And it seems to be getting worse as time goes on.

Hence the worry that I'll end up in the nursing home, telling the attendent, "I want to go watch...uh, hell, you know, the box, with the pictures in it..."