Joshua Foer’s “Moonwalking with Einstein”

The location and title of every book in my palatial office is fixed in my memory. Sometimes I give them a cutesy nonsensical associative phrase to help me remember. Like, Norman Mailer’s hardback is rubbing against Amy Hempel’s front matter.

Sure I do.  Not.

I forgot to say that this book about memory training is not in my collection. I had the good sense to check it out of the library rather than spring for it on Amazon. And remembered to take it back nine days before it was due.