Today, I located a photo I had forgotten about. I realized how much I miss that polka dot shirt in the photo and, after an exhaustive search, I asked my wife if she knew what had become of the shirt. “No idea!” was her quick response. I said, “No problem…I’ll just order another one”, at which point, she added, “I hope it doesn’t catch fire like the last one…”. Whatdya’ suppose she meant by THAT?