These days, it feels like random jewels of information are flying at me from all directions – on Facebook, TV, over lunch, in an elevator and always during those “find a buddy and walk” excursions.

So I’ve taken to carrying a notebook or scraps of paper (deposit slips and gum wrappers will do) or enlisting the “Notes” section of my phone to capture them all. Quick! Before they drift into Neverland.

“Sounds like a plan!” you might say. But not.