Guys, I'm sorry to disappoint you.
While at dinner today, I chanced upon a philosophy. It arose when I was trying to defend my lousy memory. I said I can only remember things from the most recent on - it's like I erase the older ones that I think I don't need and then replace them with the newer information; this would explain why I have the memory of a headless chicken.
For this reason I've not really remembered the birthdays of friends and loved ones.
But then again, there's this section of my mind that I dedicate to remembering things that are very sentimental - the words people say to me, the things I've done, and many other seemingly frivolous emotional junk.
Those I'll never forget. The first words, the first time I felt something, everything people say that left an impression.
So here's my analogy - that our (mostly mine I guess) memory is like a progression of our drinking glasses.
When we are young, we're like those big glasses you can find at IKEA for $2.99 - you use them to hold everything - warm or cold, to the brim or just a sip; we're open to suggestions, and our minds willing take in anything we throw in. That's probably why we still remember the Gummybear song, or the Ghostbusters' Anthem.
And then when the midlife crisis strikes, we're progressively turning into wine glasses - holding less liquid, but whatever we chose to contain is far more refined that the rubbish those young kids pour in their IKEA glasses. To get more wine, we'll have to drink the existing ones - that's me and my replacement theory.
Here's an example of what IKEA glasses hold (explicit language warning).
Lastly, we move on to the fine chinese cups that we see in front of graves. They're elegant, but hold very little water. If you pour too much, everything will spill. Oh, and you'll only use them when you approach the cemetery.
So there you have it - my theory of memory and the drinking glass.
Ripples
A colleague came up to me today and told me she liked my writing - "Pages". It was a love story about a guy and his lost love and how he hated the weatherman.
Come to think of it, it was my facebook that she read! But hey, thanks for liking it in the first place!
If you ever chance upon this page, here's something for you and all those who bother -
A butterfly's trail -
Swaying in the frozen winds,
Marks the start of Spring.
Come to think of it, it was my facebook that she read! But hey, thanks for liking it in the first place!
If you ever chance upon this page, here's something for you and all those who bother -
A butterfly's trail -
Swaying in the frozen winds,
Marks the start of Spring.
Bad Week
Been sick.
Tried cooking that mushroom stir-fry thing today at Abel's and it turned out a little worse than yesterdays, but I think I've got it down already. Next one's gonna be good.
Seafood at Cold Storage's a bummer - "The Fresh Food People" indeed... I've never had worst squid. Shrimp was flaky when cooked too. I'll be coming down with a tummy ache soon, I swear.
Played like 30 minutes of badminton today before giving up. Think we're gonna head to a proper indoor court next time. My crunches stopped at 85 today... the last 25 was murder. The flu really did me in... I didn't even run this week.
On the other hand, I sat down to a McDonald's lunch today and found my stomach wrenching from the oil. Might be a good response to unhealthy food.
Live a good life, exercise, eat right, live long - that's my mantra for now. No use having to much money when you're old and then spending it all on medicine and hospital stays.
And all that's under control; other variables of your life you have to leave to chance (some of you might call it fate), so all the best.
Come Again - MFlo
Tried cooking that mushroom stir-fry thing today at Abel's and it turned out a little worse than yesterdays, but I think I've got it down already. Next one's gonna be good.
Seafood at Cold Storage's a bummer - "The Fresh Food People" indeed... I've never had worst squid. Shrimp was flaky when cooked too. I'll be coming down with a tummy ache soon, I swear.
Played like 30 minutes of badminton today before giving up. Think we're gonna head to a proper indoor court next time. My crunches stopped at 85 today... the last 25 was murder. The flu really did me in... I didn't even run this week.
On the other hand, I sat down to a McDonald's lunch today and found my stomach wrenching from the oil. Might be a good response to unhealthy food.
Live a good life, exercise, eat right, live long - that's my mantra for now. No use having to much money when you're old and then spending it all on medicine and hospital stays.
And all that's under control; other variables of your life you have to leave to chance (some of you might call it fate), so all the best.
Come Again - MFlo
