Pluggers by Rick McKee for November 18, 2022

Reminds me of this song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NWXU1sDxZdo

What song was I singing?

Little memory holes pop up all the time among advanced pluggers—can’t plug up all of them at one time.

The Fantastiks. They don’t make musicals like they used to!

Some say doorjambs erase minds.

I say it is the Russian satellites.

My tinfoil hat seems to help a lot…

She probably left her keys in the front door, too…. ;-)

It’s the doorways fault every time, going into another room and forgetting why you went in there.

Did you ever go back to wherever you were before, then remember, so that you could come back in here only to not remember once again?

Strike one. Strike two. … ?

It’s the same when I pick up iPad. I think of something that I need to look up , then I see I have some emails. I look at them and forget what I picked up iPad for.

My dad told me one time, “Don’t worry about your memory until you walk into the bathroom and say ‘Now what did I come in here for?’”

Symptoms of male dimentia:1) Forgetting to zip up.2) Forgetting to zip down.

While not remembering what I went into the next room for is an infrequent occurrence, it does happen. When that happens, it is frustrating.

Another I hate when that happens moment !

The brownies in the pan on the counter? It’s coffee time somewhere.

I seem to have no problem remembering mundane and trivial things….it’s the important stuff that eludes me…..

For a ‘while’.

It’s a scientifically proven fact that doorways suck the short-term memory right out of your head! 8-D

Recently found out that I have a suppressed memory of something from the late 1980s. Husband, my sister and her husband remember “something” with the basic of where what it is involves, but not what it was and all say it was nothing. My reply is if it was nothing – how come ALL of you remember it happening (presuming they are not lying that they do not know what happened).

Before this happened I had the memory of the proverbial elephant. I have memories back to when I was 3 years old, if not back further. Since this happened though, I doubt everything I remember and cannot remember from our home office to the kitchen – down a flight of stairs – what husband said he wanted for dinner and have to write it down.

When you come into a room and can’t remember why, try walking back out backwards to where you started. That seems to work fairly well — and not just for ‘pluggers’. At our local pottery studio we have a wall in the hallway outside the glazing room that shows samples of different glaze combinations. Potters of all ages have been known to walk into the glazing room, walk back out to the hallway, and walk back in again.

Years ago, I checked into a motel, dumped my suitcases into the room and rushed out to attend our organizing committee meeting. The meeting and preparations for the next day took a long time and it was after midnight when I started dragging myself to my room. And I couldn’t remember the number. I went to the front desk but no one was there. I remembered which hallway the room was in, so I started walking backwards down that hall. Luckily it was late and no one was around. When the distance seemed right, I stopped and tried my key and I had guessed right! After that I always made sure I had my room number with me.