Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Well, Wadda Ya Know?
Well, Wadda Ya Know?
My mind is like a sieve. Information in…information out. Do not pass go, do not collect $200, names and facts just disappear. When I am introduced to someone I forget the name before I release my handshake grip. My mind is a sieve.
I remember things about a person, but I am no good at names.
“You know, the black dude with the African sounding name. Smart guy, good speaker, from Hawaii, was a senator, he’s now President of the United States…”
“You mean Barack Obama?”
“You’re an idiot.”
Peoples names, movie titles, dates, historical facts almost all information goes right through the sieve.
What is surprising is the bits of information that occasionally get caught in the sieve.
I know that Tom Hanks first starred in the TV show “Bosom Buddies.”
I even know that his female interest in that show was named Donna Dixon and she is married to Dan Aykroyd.
I know that the name of the song that most people think is “Flower Girl” is really “The Rain, The park, and Other Things.” I have no idea what group recorded the song.
Years ago while watching “Jeopardy” the final jeopardy question was “He invented the helicopter.” As a joke, I just blurted out what I thought was a funny name, “Who was Igor Sikorsky?”
The answer was of course, Igor Sikorsky. Where did that bit of information come from? Weird.
I know that the first time Goldie Hawn was on television she was the wacky neighbor in a short lived show, “Good Morning World.”
I know that the Ivy League is named not for the Ivy on the hallowed walls of the fine universities in the league, but because the league was first comprised of four teams, IV, Roman numeral for four.
I know that Mickey Mantle won the Triple Crown in 1956 batting 353, with 130 RBI’s and 52 home runs.
My seventh grade teacher was Miss Chiriella.
The chemical symbol for salt is NaCl, gold is Au.
That is it, everything else made it through the sieve.
Every once and a while a question arises where the knowledge of these few facts makes it seem like I am smart.
Most of the time it is painfully obvious that I am an idiot.