Vanessa was getting her hair cut afternoon before last, and I walked into the place and pulled up a chair next to where she was getting her hair cut.
The stylist next to Vanessa’s stylist looked over and said, “how ya feelin’?”
“Uh, fine,” I responded, trying to maintain my cool while racking my brain to figure out who this person was.
“I was at the Denver Catfish Festival.”
“OH! Yeah, that’s right, of course you were! Thanks for attending the Seventh Annual Denver Catfish Festival.”
Still not sure who that was.
THE DENVER CATFISH FESTIVAL 
Finally finished all my laundry and pulled this yellow t-shirt out of the dryer w/ what appeared to be a really old and faded patch on the front. Concluded must be Billy’s I have by mistake, 4 days later, for no explicable reason, I realized it was my DCF shirt from this year, wore that bitch out in one night!