I Just Can't Put My Finger On It

When I started this blog, it was to have an online journal to keep track of my ever-failing memory of things. Sometimes my mother might ask me... "When did we plant the garden last year?" or "When was the first snowfall?" and I wanted a place to go to check this vitally important information. It drives me nuts not to remember these things but I do have to admit.... if I crammed any more info into my head... I probably couldn't remember how to tie my shoes. I've read before that your mind NEVER forgets anything. It just puts the most important things foremost and the mundane things in the back. If you're trying to remember the name of a movie, a song or someone from your old school... the best way to do it is to ask your mind's little man to find it by doing this...

Picture a frail, little old man sitting in a huge room full of gigantic filing cabinets and old boxes. This room is so huge that you can hardly see the back of it. The files and boxes in the front are clean, but tattered from many years of use but it's very dark and kind of spooky in the back of the room. The filing cabinets and boxes are stacked to the ceiling, covered with dust and cobwebs. The answer is somewhere in that room. Every single thing you've ever learned, saw or thought and it's all filed away... in your own order of importance. "Um, excuse me sir. Could you please find me the name of that movie with Judge Reinhold and Pheobe Cates?" The little, old man sighs and gets up and starts going through the files. You continue on with your life and he continues on looking. Searching and thumbing through all the information in your brain, being very careful to put it all back where he found it. Days might go by and you've almost forgotten the task you set that little man out to do. But he hasn't forgotten. He's still searching for the name of that movie but you keep pulling him away from the task to ask him to find other things. "Quick! Old Man! Where'd did I put my keys last night?" "What's 12 x 12?" "How do I thread my sewing machine?" He has to stop and rush to get that important info for you and then shuffles back to that movie question task again. Finally comes the day he finds the answer and without asking you he quickly tosses it to you and immediately starts the next task on his to do list. He doesn't care if your having tea with the Queen......suddenly Fast Times at Ridgemont High comes flying into your thoughts. "Oh yeeeeeaaaahhhhh.... THAT'S the name of that movie!" you think to yourself. "Good job old man!"

Try it the next time you're wracking your brain, trying to force yourself to remember something. I can't guarantee that the answer will come right away but IT WILL COME. It might not some at the most opportune time but it will come. The best time to try this is right before you go to sleep. Then the little man has hours to search without being interuppted too many times.
On a different note, my readership has seemed to triple in the past couple weeks and I can't figure it out? I'm hoping that anyone reading today will just drop a short comment to let me know who you are. I'm always looking for new blogs to read and I would love to check yours! Come on silent lurkers..... say hello!