Some Days My Brain is Like a Sieve
Yesterday I was trying to put together a really kick-ass post. Needless to say, it didn’t happen. My brain was full of words but they just would not come together. I had all the ingredients for a good post but the ideas kept slipping out. I could not get them in one place.
So, I emailed my artist friend, Deb, and mentioned that I loved her last blog post about being stumped. I was stumped. Hell, I couldn’t even make one sentence that made any sense. Too many ideas swirling around in the blond factory. It was then that I realized that Deb could help me.
“Can you draw me a sifter for my post? My brain is like a sifter today.” I wrote.
My phone rang a short time later and it was Deb. I love when Deb calls me. She’s so sensible and makes me laugh at the same time.
“You want me to draw a sifter? What kind of sifter? Don’t you mean a sieve?” Deb always makes sense of my non-sense.
“Well, I love sifters. You know, the kind my Mom had with the handle you squeeze and it sifted the flour through the screen?”
“Yes, I remember those. But I think you mean a sieve. Your brain is more like a sieve.” Deb stated the facts.
Shit. She was right. Again. My brain isn’t filtering things like a sifter. Stuff is just passing through and making no sense. Just like a sieve.
“Hey,” I continued like the over-processed blond that I am, “Remember those two whisk things with a handle that you spin to whip stuff? I used to love using that. Once I turned whipped cream into butter.”
“Blondie, that’s an egg beater.” Deb is now my kitchen tool go-to gal.
Why can’t I just name things simply, like Deb, instead of having to go into such detail? No wonder my brain goes into overload and the sieve comes into play.
A short time after we ended our really informative call about kitchen gadgets, I received an email with a picture of my brain a sieve. A pretty dammed good looking sieve, too. Deb can draw on demand. I like that about her. Quick and to the point as opposed to me: long winded and complicated.
Am I alone here? Does anyone have those day (or weeks) when there’s just so much going on in your head that it starts to slip through and never really come together?
My brain sieve drawing courtesy of the talented Deb Brown over at A Life in Days.
oh yeah! I know the feeling!!!
Where is AssHat? We want AssHat. Get with it Blondie. You know, I better shut up or it will be ME!
ah, brain cells are over-rated!
oops. link didn’t take quite right — http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=reXWecGbr1U
It’s amazing sometimes what might be filed away in those little half dead brain cells of mine…
From the Thomas Dolby 1988 album Aliens Ate My Buick:
— My Brain is Like a Sieve http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SqMpdOMblJI
– another classic from the same album is Airhead. Sample lyric:”I buy her all the right clothes
and pretty jewels to wear
my friends say she’s a dumb blonde
but they don’t know she dyes her hair…” (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=reXWecGbr1U)
1988 – music came on those big, black vinyl discs with a tiny hole in the middle or magnetic tape encased in clear plastic (aka “cassette”)
Sieve? More days than I care to admit!
Oh, my sides hurt so much from laughing!!!! I can always count on you to make my day. And Yes, I definitely have those kinds of weeks. Glad to know I’m in good company!
Wow. I am an avid fan of Deb and I must say, this is a great sieve.
Yes, most days, my brain is just like that too. Especially when I am working on my ebook.
What is up with that?
Iyabo Asani
I would comment but I need more of the brown stuff that comes out of the thingy that you put water and a filter in…..