I Can’t Remember The Notes To A Song….

One of my favorite things to do is to make music and play my bass’s and guitars. Remembering what I play though,… well, that’s what this post is all about…. Remembering things…

The older I get, the more I deal with trying to remember things… Funny thing is that there are many things that really don’t matter that I can fully remember without having to memorize, things like my home phone number when I was a kid, the name of my third grade teacher, and the names of every one of my dogs when I was growing up. Yet there are other things that I want to remember that I actually have trouble remembering… Such as…. Remembering how to play the notes to a song that I learned just last week…

It wasn’t hard to remember anything when I was younger, but after a little over 67 years of use, the grey matter appears to have reached it’s “Full” capacity… Apparently when I was about 35 years old, I must have reached my “half-full” brain capacity. I suppose had I realized this back then, I might have slowed down trying to cram as much crap into that grey matter over the last 35 years – you know, things like, “Control, Alt, Delete”; “Right Click and select”; or “Double Click”; “Click, Hold and Drag” and such….. Yup, should have slowed down a bit and tried to save what little space I had left up there so I could have more room to remember the notes to the last song I played just last week! Bummer…!

I suppose I could try and “clean out” a little extra space in the old “upstairs closet”, by removing anything that DOESN’T make sense or appears useless to me, but then Connie would be on my ass for not remembering to “put the toilet seat down”, or “not putting my dishes in the sink”, or “not emptying the trash”… NOT an option…

Then again I suppose I could try removing any of the things that DO make sense to me like “how to make really good moonshine”, or “the proper and safe procedure for lighting an “egg and bean fart”, but then I’d loose the respect of my old Navy Submarine buddies…. and my grandkids… Also NOT an option!

So, given the times we live in today I figured that by removing any and all memory of anything having to do with politics; pandemics; weather; world crisis; religion; or the Kardashians, that I’d have more than enough room upstairs to remember as many songs as I’d ever need to remember in this lifetime here on planet earth… however… once Connie realized that I had a little space cleared out upstairs, she took it all up by teaching me how to “LOAD THE GAHDAM DISHWASHER!”

So, take it from firsthand experience, if you ever find yourself getting to the point of “Full Brain Capacity”, don’t make the same mistake I did by removing ANYTHING from that upstairs closet between your ears!… or else, you might end up like me…….. LOADING A GAHDAM DISHWASHER!

Now what the hell was this post all about in the first place?… Oh well, doesn’t matter besides, gotta put my coffee cup in the sink and take out the trash….

Oh, next bit of advise… if you’re hard of hearing like I am, don’t buy a hearing aid… but that’s another story…

Author: Bill “Lanny” Lanahan

If you think that I'm Politically Incorrect...... You should have met my Dad!!! Known as a 'Master' of Run-On sentences,.... I'm the oldest of six and as such learned from an early age that the more people you have as subbordinates, the more shit you gotta put up with!! I've spent most of my working career as a first line supervisor and manager. I wouldn't trade a day of it away for anything - other than maybe a good Cuban Cigar and a tumbler of Single Malt Scotch!! I'm the father of two sets of grown twins and the grandfather of 13. Every generation of my German-Irish family have served our country during WWII, Korea, Viet-Nam, Afghanistan, and Iraq. I'm a Godly man who cannot stand 'Religion', however some may say that I do 'speak in tongues' - especially when I get a bit pissed off!!

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