As age has crept up on me I have forgoten a lot of the stories I used to tell. Some funny, some smutty, and some worth reading, and the odd tear jerker.
I also stopped playing my guitar but the other day after a memory lapse you wont believe what I forgot. Have you ever been working around the house, go out into the garage for a tool and stand there wondering why and what you went to the garage for. I have found that it is not really a bad thing because. In order to remember you have to go back to the start (the house) refresh the memory and walk out to the garage again to get the tool you want. They call that exercise all that walking back and forth.
There is a name for what I have described but the memory lapse effects other aspects of ones life. First it affects the right side of the brain the part that does the reasoning and deals with the serious stuff. Have you noticed when watching TV you don't remember the show, there is a name for it. Alzhiemers, don't knock it, it has its high points. I never have to sit through a re-run on TV. Also, I never wake up with the same women in the morning. I have to ask her her name.
Back to the guitar, playing music or art, special talents, that is the left side of the brain. Not sure if that is effected by whether one is left or right handed, never mind. I picked up the guitar, tuned it up then sat there wondering what to do next, then slowly it started to come back, first one song then another, improving all the time and then it happend. A joke popped into my mind. So now I have the right side which gives me a surprise every morning. Can't wait to get to bed.
The left side music and jokes. So look out.
Stella had new shoes put on today, kate had a pedicure. Roslyn said she felt stupid filling out two checks, so she used one of mine to pay the total bill.