In a mad rush to get out the door this morning, I blindly grabbed some deodorant off the bathroom shelf, put it to use, and went on my merry way.
Well, all day I had the feeling I was being followed by my long-departed Lolo. I kept whipping my head around expecting to see him in his newsboy cap and one of his five hundred Izod cardigans. When I got home, I finally figured out why: I didn't grab my deodorant, I grabbed some weird little Old Spice sample deodorant.
Lolo always wore Old Spice.