Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for June 14, 2020

The part of my brain that works that way is the part that’s suppose to remember to pay the bills.

Steven Pastry, you are my favorite cartoonist!

All of the competent workers went to the department that remembers inane lyrics from the sixties.

Explains Congress. To remember a name you need to constantly pay for the memory retention.

$0 – $999 – Who are you?

$1,000 – $1,500 – remember you for 24 hours.

$1,501 – $9,999 – remember you for a week.

$10,000 – $25,000 – remember you for two weeks.

Explains why Stephan gave his characters easy to remember names like Rat, Goat, and Pig.

I fairly often (used to, pre-pandemic) introduce myself and say “Please repeat your name at least twice. That way I have a hope of remembering it to the end of the conversation. Sorry.” And fairly often the response is something along the lines of “Oh, okay. Me too.”

What about the department that tells you why you opened the refrigerator?

Just remember the old adage: First you forget names, then you forget faces, then you forget to close your fly, then you forget to open your fly.

Painfully close to The Broca Region of the brain.

I had a blood vessel explode there, and couldn’t walk or talk for two years. I STILL have a little trouble with aphasia, where I don’t remember how to verbalize some names.

It is getting better, but I get plateaus where I don’t get better for months.

(I started commenting on gocomics about ten years ago to help me remember how to communicate.)

Now I understand my problem! Thanks,……..um, what was your name again?

This is located next to the Department of Thinking of the Perfect Reply Too Late.

I don’t have this department! Or it doesn’t communicate with the department that remembers faces and works overtime!

Names are the worst things in the world, because they don’t mean anything anymore. They used to mean things, like “Big Scary Guy” or “Fleet of Foot”. Now they’re just funny sounds: Mertle, Jefree, Groo, Fronk. Of course we don’t remember them, they don’t MEAN anything!

That’s why I give everyone nicknames that reference something about their appearance. Everyone can remember them! Just ask my mother, Sits Around The House Complaining.

That explains it, Rat!

I think some of these have started moonlighting in other departments in my brain.

Thanks Stephan. I knew all those people who call me $*%&head and #$$hole had a problem. Now I know what it is.

First step everyone wear a mask … Next step everyone wear a tag with your name on it … You are under Our control ;-) Croc Power !

Nominal dysphasia — that’s the medical name for having trouble remembering names. Now tell me why I can remember THAT …

A time will come when we will all be wearing devices that gives us the details of the person we are looking at.

The memory is the second thing to go. I forget what’s first.

Now I understand why I can never remember people’s names.

These comments are funnier than the comic strip . . . . Keep up the good work folks!!

Or walked into a room???

I met a person I had worked with years before and remembered their name!! It came to me like a flash. The thing I messed up was the job we worked at, I got that wrong!! LOL! Different dept, I guess!

This would work on Dilbert.

I think whatsizname has really hit the nail on the head with this one!

I remember dogs’ names no problem, their owners – not so much.

I never remember a name, but I forget faces, too.

huh?

Transfer a few over from the department of numbers, they seem to be over staffed

Department of nouns… People,places,things.

When you get older, you begin to think of the hereafter. You know, you wald into a room and you wonder “What was I here after?”

And my Department of Names only shows up to work at 3am.

“What’s in a name?”..a pig by any other name would smell as sweet…

Makes sense to me.

The human might be better than any computer system we can build, but it’s only effective if you actually use it.

I was taking about the human brain back there.

I have no problem at all with names, remember thousands of them, can list them whenever I want. Now, faces to go with the names, that’s a problem.

So THAT’s why they call eachother rat, pig & goat!

Oh, that explains a lot.

Is that the same department that also handle proper pronunciation of names? If so, mine have some problems with that.

Lots of great comments here today. Special recognition to… um… and uh… and you know..

With me, it’s genetic. My mother couldn’t remember anyone’s name. She called everyone “You Know,” as in “I went to the store with . . . , oh, You Know.”

I had insomnia for a very long time. I believe our brains do the “filing” during sleep time. So none of my information is in the right department. Retrieval is sporadic. I can sleep now, so I hope the filing department is working overtime to catch up! I am terrible with human names, not too bad with pets, can usually remember where I am going and why. Otherwise, it’s an adventure.

Peter Stastis is so correct with his strip.

I will open any door or appliance until I get the right one.

Can’t, they are unionized.

This is too real!

I believe you have put your finger on it, Stephan!

Must be describing twenty-five years ago. Today they’d be going home after three seconds.

I call that new room moment CRS…Can’t Remember S_ _ _ !

Thank you, Professor Rat! I needed that!

Actually, still need it. O replacements!

I knew it!

I have phone number black hole in my brain. The numbers go in and can never escape the gravitional pull.