Naughty Jester
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Metaphysical Musings on Memory
So being that it is Monday, I thought to muse metaphysically on a topic that slips my mind a lot of late: memory.
Just yesterday, as I struggled to come up with the name of Ashton Kutcher’s wife with the suspect boobs, I suddenly came to realize I had finally reached the singular point in time where I had forgotten more knowledge, facts and general wisdom than I had learned in my entire lifetime. Yes, that’s right folks, I’m on that slippery slope to senility, screamin’ down the other side of that great big hill of hope with no brakes, slidin’ headlong into that eternal fog of dodderdom.
At first this got me down. I mean I used to pride myself on being able to whip out inane and useless minutia at the drop of a hat. Like the first 10 digits of pie. Ummm, I especially love coconut cream pie.
What am I to do now that every day I lose more brain wattage than a leaky transformer? I don’t know whether I’m acomin’ or agoin’. But in inimitable JD style I’ve decided to look at the … what’s the damn thing called … the receptacle you drink from … round … dammit, whatever that thingamajiggy is called, I see it as half full. Because there are some clear positives to my condition.
In my diminished state I become more popular and fun to my friends and family who can ridicule me mercilessly about my forgetfulness. I can sooo imagine my daughter saying,
“Dad, you still owe me that $30,000 I loaned you last week.”
“Oh really? I don’t remember borrowing any money from you.”
“Pay up geezer or I’m callin the police.”
“Uh, OK.”
There’s also a hell of lot less stress when you can’t remember what it was you were supposed to be stressing over. So I implore you, please, please, please don’t take advantage of me.
How bout you … ever feel like you were losing your mental acuity?
Know any relatives or friends suffering this fate?
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“ever feel like you were losing your mental acuity”
Every day, my friend. I’m wrapping up another long semester at school, and I’m wondering how much of it will last past Memorial Day . . .
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tysdaddy | April 20th, 2009, 7:44 ammy emotional
memory is excellent
being female…
i think you owe
me $500….don’t forget~
he he….
cheers & ooo la la
naughty man
~tracy~
~tracy~ | April 20th, 2009, 7:49 amtell me about it ….
Naughty Jester | April 20th, 2009, 7:49 amgreat, i thought i owed you $1000 so i’m making out like a bandit
Naughty Jester | April 20th, 2009, 11:17 amWell, I can’t remember any of those facts anymore that used to help me win trivial pursuit . . . I’m not even sure I can remember the name of the game most of the time, let alone the answers to “inane” questions. Oh well . . . what were we talking about?
Daniel Wilson | April 20th, 2009, 12:26 pmI just felt like that today in my classroom as I was describing the incident of Andy fixing my hair with the teachers I work with. One is 26 and the other is 39. I can’t remember what the thing-a-ma-jig is called that you curl your hair with. I really felt like an old geazer. I can remember when I used to be the youngest at my places of employment, not anymore. Funny thing I really feel the same as I did when I was in my 20’s, but what feels the same? I can’t say my mind or my body. I do feel some deterioration there. What is that other part that makes up a person. I can’t remember the phrase or the word…
Joy | April 20th, 2009, 3:48 pmah yes, the joys of blossoming as the years pass us by. I would tell you what that thing-a-ma-jig is but i can’t remember myself …
Naughty Jester | April 20th, 2009, 5:18 pmDaniel, my days of winning trivial pursuit are long over ….
And my son wamps me in X-box. What is left to prop up my fragile ego?????
Naughty Jester | April 20th, 2009, 5:29 pmWe moved 4 times in 5 years whilst my parents moved twice and my brother thrice…yes I had to ask them for their addresses to send them Christmas cards and I also begged the telephone new-number assigner (is that a job?) to give me one easy enough for me to remember. You have to be prepared…is there anyone else who turns their cell phone on to see what their own number is so they can tell it to the person who is asking for it?
Elizabeth | April 20th, 2009, 8:14 pmuh oh. He’s losing it…losing what, you ask?
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Pentad | April 20th, 2009, 8:20 pmElizabeth, ack, you’ve ratted me out … i always have to look at my cell phone to relay my own number.
Naughty Jester | April 20th, 2009, 8:22 pmTamera, sanity, perhaps?
Naughty Jester | April 20th, 2009, 8:23 pmThe receptacle you drink from is called a toilet. So that would make you a toilet-is-half-full kind of a person.
You’re welcome.
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Margaret (Nanny Goats) | April 20th, 2009, 10:38 pmsome people understand my pleading while others simply don’t. thank god you’re the former.
Naughty Jester | April 21st, 2009, 2:04 amTracy, I just got your comment on the “emotional memory”. I read it yesterday and was trying to relate and now I get it. Boy, do I get it. I guess I can’t blame that on old age, because I’ve always been the last one saying, “oh, I get it”, even if it is the next day!
Joy | April 21st, 2009, 1:49 pmlol…
yes i believe
women have
better emotional
memories than men…
love to tease jd on
gender issues…
cheers ~ joy
~tracy~ | April 21st, 2009, 11:02 pmnaughty
jester
always
“making out”
you bandit…man…
~tracy~ | April 21st, 2009, 11:04 pmI started down this slipperly slope about 2.5 years ago. Mine was the “steel trap” that remembered EVERYTHING. It has not become the leaking dike that I can’t find enough appendages to put in the holes…
John | April 27th, 2009, 6:10 amAdd A Comment