A typical day sees a lot of thoughts zing through my brain. I have learned that if I don’t write the important ones down – immediately – then they are gone … forever. For me, a thought is a lot like a snowflake, every one is special and unique, and, if not preserved, will never come again.
So I have taken up the practice of carrying a little notebook around with me 24/7 everywhere I go. I find myself feverishly scribbling in that notebook all the time. Funny thoughts, serious thoughts, shopping lists, reminders, etc. It can be very handy.
Sometimes, though, when I go back to look, I find a scribble that totally defies understanding. Actually this happens quite often. Maybe even every single time. 🙂 It’s a lot like that one episode of Seinfeld where Jerry wakes up in the middle of the night and laughs while scribbling something down. In the morning, of course, he can’t even read his own handwriting and can’t remember the joke. Ha ha!
Well, it’s no joke! I’m here to tell you this is a very serious matter!
This weekend we were out of town and during our travels I jotted down an important note that I just knew would make an excellent topic for a future blog post.
“My whole body could be covered in glaucoma.”
Seriously? I wrote that?!?!? I have to admit, it’s some of my best work … evar.
Unfortunately I have absolutely no idea what it could possibly mean. No brain cells were assigned memory duty on this one. Got any guesses? 🙂
Shouts from the Abyss 
Don’t write it down in the notebook the first time, but if you remember it a second time, then it’s truly funny. Your brain will help you forget the rest.
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LOL. Good idea. Unfortunately the “remember it twice” rule would mean that nothing at all would ever get written down. 🙂
And besides, nothing I have to say is ever truly funny, so no need wasting my precious time worrying about that.
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I’m a stand up comic. I have notebooks, post-it notes, note cards, small children, COVERED in notes that make zero sense. Seriously, if you looked through one of my stand up notebooks (there is two, one thats full and one thats half-full), your head would explode.
Seeing as that’s the case, my head is ‘asploded.
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LOL! Small children can have their uses, I guess.
I still have no clue what that glaucoma phrase meant. I remember saying it and I remember everyone laughing, which is why a little light bulb went off, saying, “Better write this one down.”
Next time I better write down why it is funny, too.
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Here’s my thing: I also use a dictaphone. And my favorite is when I think I’ve said something so impressive in my car or something that i know later on will be brilliant. You know, something full of wisdom that I had while driving or walking…. And when I listen to it, it sounds a lot like “My whole body could be covered in glaucoma…” Yup, more times than not.
But that’s part of the creative process baby! Gotta love it!
Nadia!
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LOL! I had one of those, too. I carried it everywhere. The problem? I’d never go back to listen to it. So much brilliance down the digital tubes! 🙂
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Glaucoma? Really? XD
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Dang, I was hoping you of all people could tell me what it means! 🙂
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I’ve tried everything I can think of to hold on to “those flashes of brilliance.” My problem has always been that I give in to that irresistible urge to edit what I’ve already written – before I ever get the original thought down! Try doing THAT with one of those little recorders! 🙄
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ZOMG!
“I Want Ice Water
and other pleas from the bowels of Hell on Earth”
You had me at “bowels.”
I think you just found yourself a disciple. 🙂
Welcome to the abyss!
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I’d call my little collection “eclectic” if I weren’t so afraid of the torches and pitchforks wielded by them who hold all the “eclectic” copyrights! I’m a subscriber and, as of now, you’re on my blogroll too. Po thang! 😈
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You get instant player status in the abyss simply because of your banner. I look forward to reading your stuff.
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Clearly, that was a very Mensa-level thought. Since I am not a member of Mensa, I am unable to decipher its meaning.
🙂
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I’m also a non-member. So I don’t think it can be a Mensa-level thought. If it is, will I get sued for infringement? 🙂
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Probably. Everyone else is sue-happy, why not Mensa?
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Well, they are supposed to be intelligent. I would assume that means less suing that your average bear. 🙂
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This is too funny! I do this all the time. I’ll have paragraphs started in my drafts folder and I’ll go back to it another day and think “What is the world was I trying to say?”
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LOL!
Breaking news … Breaking news …
My lovely and talented wife last night remembered the context for this phrase. It all makes perfect sense now.
We were talking about medical marijuana cards. (In my opinion, one of the most abused concepts of all time.) What prompted the discussion was that a local gerbil had recently obtained one because of a “sore back.” He didn’t even have to see a doctor to get it, either. He went to some kind of nurse’s assistant. Not even a nurse practitioner was required. What a joke!
That is about when I righteously exclaimed I would never be caught dead with a medical marijuana card. Ever! “My whole body could be covered in glaucoma,” I exclaimed!
Now you know the rest of the story…
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