Taken from the movie
The Weather Man, when Dave is on his way to the store and trying to remember to buy tartar sauce. I reckon this has got to be the best representation of what goes on in people's minds, and just why we forget stuff.
Tartar Sauce. Man, I'd like to put my face in there. Right in there. Tartar sauce. My hips are cold. Tartar sauce. Thats when you know its cold. I like eating pussy. Tartar sauce. A lot of guys don't. Well maybe they do. Maybe thats just black guys. Tartar sauce. What happened to the guy who was trying to fly around the world in a balloon? Did he make it? I should put some espionage or stolen plutonium in my novel. Tartar sauce. Spice it up. Neil Young. Fuck, its cold. Neil Young. Wh-why am I thinking about Neil Young. Neil Diamond. Neil... Theres not a lot of famous Neils. Is this Wednesday? I wish I had two dicks. I thought the whole family was going to learn spanish together this year. That never really happened. I haven't had a spanish omelette in a long time. Here we go.
And yes, when he gets to the store, he has forgotten about the tartar sauce. And it's hysterical. Except when he gets home.
This was a bloody good movie.