One day, on my way to picking up my daughter from play practice, I got one of those amazing thoughts. It was a blog post idea that made immediate sense. I was so excited that I completely ignored my son, and driving and pulled out my phone. This is where I store all my ideas on the run. I have a Galaxy Note that has a pen and can pull up little notes that I can write down.
Basically I pull out the pen from the phone, tap a little button, then wait a second or two. Lately it has been more than a second or two. So I waited a few more seconds, and it still isn’t popping up. Then my son starts talking to me, and finally the note pops up. I get ready to write the note, and then blank. The amazing idea, which I was so excited to write down…is gone.
I try to remember triggers or some sort of thing in the car or something around, and nothing. All of a sudden, I’m mad at my son for talking to me and distracting me, bitter at my phone for taking so long and frustrated at my daughter for having practice that I had to pick her up from.
Also, I’m mad at the neon sign that isn’t popping up and telling me the stupid, amazing thought that I forgot IN THE MATTER OF SECONDS.
It would be fine, IF THIS KIND OF THING DIDN’T HAPPEN ALL THE TIME. Sometimes I think I forget more ideas than Einstein ever knew. I honestly think I would have taken over the world with money, power and, uh whatever amazing word I was just thinking about a second ago.
I think the universe is a big bully, and it likes beating me down. I think it make me forget all my brilliant ideas, because if I ever remembered them, it would be afraid I would be one of those kids that finally realized that he wasn’t afraid of his bully anymore and he is ready to fight back.
Here I am, ready to solve my hunger, find a cure for my colds and make my world a bitter place. All I would need is access to all those brilliant ideas that got lost to Mr. Short Term Memory, and the ability to get rid of some other memories that I choose and I will be not only punching a hole in the universe, but taking over for him (or it could be a her too).
Also, I have a few more things to say about the subject…but I forgot.
Dang you Universe!
What about you all! Any bitter things you are always forgetting?
ARRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHH
Bitter Rememory Ben
Wait, wait–back to that opening sentence. Your daughter has “play practice.” Kids these days have to “practice” playing? When I was a kid we just played. I mean kids already know how, don’t they? Maybe you can fix that, too, when you get your memory back.
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Exactly. I think kids need practice doing their chores and until they get good at them, they should keep trying.
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My most bitter memories are of the things I forgot.
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People keep telling me that I was very fun and optimistic when I was a child. Little did they know that was just an act.
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LOL! I know that cynical plot to keep the elders out of my stolen chocolate chip cookie stash. Act happy with that black spotted banana and they’ll never suspect all those toilet flushes and the crumbs under the bed.
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I keep telling my kids that the video games are old tech and they won’t want to play with them. Doesn’t seem to work.
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Don’t you hate when the kids are nostalgic like that?
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My kids nostalgia is like Remember 2010? Wasn’t that like so long ago?
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Man, they are nostalgic! Apple Phones were like ios 3 or something back in the caveman era.
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Yeah, and remember the first tablets? My kids think of those as actual stone tablets.
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LOL! I remember standing in a long line for an iPad. Swore it would never happen again. My oldest daughter has grown up and had little daughters of her own since then. I’m pretty sure Moses wasn’t in line with me but Beelzebub sure was.
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I think lines are a thing of the past. No one cares about the new Iphones anymore and even movies nowadays have so many theaters for all the good movies that most people can just walk right in.
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Sometimes progress is good. I fell for the Apple and all I got was a very empty wallet and buggy performance far below expectation.
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Yeah, progress is good, but I don’t really do progress, which is why I am so bitter.
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LOL! It’s not bad to be bitter when it saves you from the willy nilly to and fro of progress. a good choice on your part, no doubt.
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I try to deprogress every day.
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I’m inspired to try it too.
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Let me know how it works out.
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You deserved to lose your brilliant idea for trying to write something on your phone while you were driving! That is very dangerous behavior! You should be ashamed. Additionally, it is not called “play practice,” it is called rehearsal.
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I can’t decide when I get the ideas though. Next time the idea needs to wait until I am properly pulled over and rehearsal is done.
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Good man.
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I’ve never been called that before.
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Voice recorder app… but I keep tripping the thing when I do NOT want it to record. Which is, of course, embittering.
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A similar device was used by Joan Crawford in “Sudden Fear.” She was a playwright who ended up hearing something she was not meant to hear on her recording device.
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Sounds like I am just a copycat now. Not that I’ve ever been accused of being wholly original before.
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Plagiarism is the sincerest form of flattery. However, I believe there are definite differences between you and Joan Crawford, so you’re OK.
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I hope to write a novel someday that people will want to plagiarize.
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I sit poised, waiting to copy it verbatim, try to pass it off as my own, then fight it out with you in court.
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I appreciate that. I’m sure the courts will definitely believe that you have a persona named Bitter Ben.
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Paper notebooks open faster than virtual ones, but even that is not foolproof. Pens run out of ink, and muses speak when they know your hands are tied–stirring something that will scorch, rinsing shampoo out of your hair, answering nature’s call. Sometimes I scribble down the thought and later, I can’t read what I wrote, that makes me especially bitter. 🙂
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Yep, a lot of people have reported that same thing. I often read some note I put and throw my hands up and wonder why I thought it was so brilliant when I thought it.
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I am usually very good at remembering the bitter things. For me, it’s the good things that fade more easily from my mind…
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Yep. Most people are opposite. They remember all the good times they had when on a vacation or whatever. I only remember when I was sick in Hawaii, or burnt when we went to the Bahamas.
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Just call me Dory. 🙄 🐠
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Wait, who’s Dory?
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Darn it, I can’t remember!
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Memories are hard to remember.
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Paul McCartney describes a time when, in the midst of a party, he suddenly understood the universe and all it contains. He ran around begging for pencil and paper and wrote what he had realized. The next day he looked at what he wrote. All it said was, “There are seven levels.” He never remembered what he meant by that. J.
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Yeah, I have that problem sometimes too, but on a whole smaller level. I write down dreams and read them later and they are pure gobbledy gook.
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I sometimes resort to writing things down ON PAPER. Can you imagine???? It’s only that technology is slower than the forgetfulness…
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Paper, yeah, not so useful sometimes. I was trying to remember one in the car two days ago, and didn’t have my phone and I had a pen that didn’t work and a reciept that was glossy so I couldn’t write on it. I had to resort to telling my son to remember it, which is totally unreliable, because he can’t even remember when I tell him to brush his teeth.
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I forget more or less everything I need to do within a particular time span but I’ll never forget the most irritating things. My memory is more people based I’ve realised. Remembering tasks? Pffft. Remembering what random people said to me one time – always. I lose blog and story ideas all the time.
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Yes, my revenge brain is alive and kicking. The moment someone even mentions something mean to me, I file it in my revenge brain for years and years down the line when I need to remember why I’ve come up with all these elaborate schemes.
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I do the same. It’s the distraction of the device to opening right away. That’s my guess anyway.
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I almost have to write it down the microsecond I think of it, or it is gone. I think maybe it was all those times I was dropped on my head as a kid.
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oh no but that might explain it 😉
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Yeah, my memories get thrown away right away. If my brain was on Inside Out, they would have thrown my marbles away as soon as I sent them there.
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