Have you ever told yourself to remember something, then you remember only that you were going to remember something but not what it was that you were supposed to remember? So, your plan to remember worked except for the small idea of content.
But then I remembered what I was supposed to remember, and I don't care. Borrrring.
I have that remembering problem too. Did you ever figure it out: what you remembered that you were supposed to remember?
ReplyDeleteOh yeah, it was something about google. I'm not sure why I considered it blogworthy, maybe whackly can clear that up
ReplyDeleteoh dude... it was the google suggestions... when it feels you might have meant something else
ReplyDeleteand there was something else
ReplyDeleteI just remembered I left my ailing grandfather in the tub...7 years ago. I wondered why the Christmas and birthday cards stopped coming. Hope he's ok.
ReplyDeleteBad times for grampa!
ReplyDeleteHere's what it was: whackly posted "nostradamus can chow my taint". I thought this was perhaps the first time those words had been put together so I googled it, and google replied, Did you mean: Nostradamus can show my taint? No, but that's almost better. Not as many hits for either sentence as one might hope.
oh yeah, i do that all the time.
ReplyDeleteSomeone did a search for "I have fire crotch" and got my blog -- my cousin's story about spilling tea in her lap contained said expression.
ReplyDeleteGoogling can bring the most interesting results...