It’s Wednesday! It’s, like, actually Wednesday at 2 in the morning and I, like,
FORGOT!!!!
Ms. Anal Retentive does NOT forget when it’s time to write a post for NWR!
No! Ms. Perfection has to have said post written a minimum of 3 days prior so that she can look at it 600 times before it’s published.
Scooby Doo, like, where are you when I, like, need you?
Why, you might ask, would I forget something this mind-bogglingly important?
As Kelly Bundy would put it:
In case you missed that series segment of “Married with Children,” because it was aired in 1994, here is an explanation of Kelly Bundy’s brain:
Bud Bundy: You have to understand, Kelly’s brain can hold anything. But there are some things you have to know. One: that it’s totally empty.
Al: Woudn’t you know it.
Bud Bundy: And two: that you can’t just shove information into her head. You have to be careful. Feed her information slowly, bit by bit, drop by drop, until she’s full.
Al: Full?
Bud Bundy: Oh, yeah. Kelly’s brain can actually get full with information. And then you got to be really careful. Because each new thought after that will totally replace an old one. That’s why Kelly forgot to wear a blouse on the day she went to take her drivers ed exam.
(My thanks to http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0642312/quotes for this dialogue)
YES! I HAVE FULL BRAIN SYNDROME!
Is there a support group for that?
If so, would we forget when we were supposed to meet?
Worse yet, is it the precursor to ALZHEIMER’S (a word more dreaded in the English Language than KARMA) ?????
The reason for this particular foray into forgetfulness is easy to explain:
Bureaucracy
(the place where anal-retentive people go to die).
Because I’m in such a D@mned hurry, I’ll expand on that explanation by stealing from the post I made on the day that bureaucracy walked into the office to tell me how to cross my t’s and dot my i’s.
Drowning in a sea of paper today.
Here’s a question for you: Why is government bureaucracy NOT like writing fiction?
Answer: Because when you write fiction, it has to make sense.
No one in government considers the repercussions of creating rules that turn your job into a script idea for Mission Impossible.
I’ll be spending the next few days getting over a bad case of Frazzled. Once I emerge from this hideous state, I’ll come up with a way to cope with the newest in a series of bureaucratic blunders.
But not right now.
Time for several games of Rummy 500 that I play every night with a dinosaur, an alien and Jack.
In case you’re interested in playing cards with me, the Rummy 500 I speak of is Hoyle Cards on a used disk from around the time Kelly Bundy was learning to drive.
That’s all I have in me for today. It’s time for me to post on my own blog. Fortunately, it’s Wordless Wednesday.
I’m a big, big fan of the “I forgot it was my turn in the barrel” trope. Well done with clever plot twists along the way. And we’d tell you about the meeting but who knows what that would push out of your head. It’s not worth the risk.
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Glad to see that I have company. It helps when people have multiple fish to shoot at in a barrel. Plenty of bodies to hide behind. 🙂
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I miss “Married With Children.” If they can bring back “Full House” why not a television show that was actually funny. Kinda. Sorta. It went well with a cool, refreshing beverage. *grin*
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I agree. It’s so satisfying to see what happens to all those jocks in High School who never made it to the big leagues. 🙂
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My brain is often full – to the extent where I can’t remember a customer’s name even if I spoke to them only the day before. I can also very easily forget where I’ve put things.
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There will be a time when you’ll look at one of your kids (I’ll call them Larry and Jill) open your mouth, and say “LaJill” or “JiLarry.” Kids think that’s funny until you’re 60 and can’t remember who they are. 🙂
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I sometimes call my daughter Trinity – which wouldn’t be a problem except Trinity is the cat’s name.
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Been there, done that. Don’t know why, but kids just don’t seem to like being called the same name as the family pet.
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At least they get a name. I am sometimes known as ‘oi you’.
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Oh Girl, I love you. I don’t feel so alone in the world of Donnie Trumpets.
☕️❤️
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Thanks for walking this not-quite-right path with me. 🙂
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We need to learn that it is okay to be different, because, truly there are no two people that are alike. As Oscar Wilde said, “Be yourself, everyone else is already taken.”
☕️❤️
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Great phrase. 🙂
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I love it. Some credit May West for it, but it originates from Oscar Wilde.
Do you share your phone number? I’ll send you mine thru email.
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Reblogged this on Two on a Rant and commented:
In case you didn’t see it, here’s the Nudge-Wink report I wrote on Wednesday 3/30.
Enjoy. 🙂
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I know what you mean. That “I forgot to post” sinking feeling is like that dream where you’re waiting tables and forget to go take someone’s order. And you’re naked. I used to have that dream a lot.
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…and you spend the rest of the dream frantically looking for your clothes? 🙂
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