Who in the DEVIL are you?

So, about a year and a half ago a guy named Mark worked with me at Deebe's. He had a friend named Scott. Mark went into the military and is in Iraq right now. He left Deebe's in DEC. 2002. I have seen Scott a couple of times since then.

Last week there were a group of really cool people hanging out at Deebe's. When I had closed up, three of them were playing hacky-sack out side. They asked if I wanted to play, and I played with them for about a half hour. When they left I shook their hands and told them how cool they were.

Tonight, Scott came into Deebe's. He is a Christian now. So I was talking with him for about 10 minutes and at the end of the conversation he asked (jokingly) if I wanted to go outside and play hacky-sack, and I kind of chuckled. But then I got to thinking. So I went to his table and asked if I was playing hacky-sack with him last week, AND I WAS!!!!!!! I did not even recognize him then, but I did today. And like he was IN Deebe's last week and it is lit outside. I have no idea how I did not recognize him. I am loosing my mind.