Memory Chip

Isn’t memory a funny thing? I can clearly remember small, rather insignificant (in the grand scheme of things) events that happened over 50 years ago and yet……I can’t remember what I had for lunch yesterday. I often wonder how we store so many facts, lyrics, stories etc in our brain. I mean, I can remember the words to every single song that I have heard on those silly infomercials on TV. You know the ones. For $29.95 you can purchase every love song from the 1960’s. And for another $9.99, we will throw in the 70’s love songs, too. (I kind of resent the fact that the 70’s were discounted by 20 bucks; seems kind of unfair to those who were in love then).

But…I digress. I seriously can remember and sing along to all those songs. I cannot for the life of me remember if I paid the gas bill last week…or wrote and mailed off the note I promised to my friend. If I made a note, that I wrote the note….I’m good. How pathetic is that? I have to write a note to myself, that I sent out the note.

I HATE that my brain has become so jam packed with useless trivia…that I can’t remember the important stuff. I want more space in there to store important info that I need at my fingertips. I want to be able to remember words that I know I know…for the crossword puzzle I am working on. It’s not helpful in the least that I can remember “There she goes, just awalking down the street, singing doo-wa-diddy-diddy-dum, diddy yeah”. What’s THAT about?

I want some little memory chips installed in my head. I want to be able to pop out Useless Song Lyrics From the Sixties (and Seventies), dump them and put in a fresh new chip that’s ready to go. I don’t need them anymore, but I sure would like to remember if I paid that bill.

Sounds like a goal to me!