False Memories

I really have no idea how common this is with other folk, but I have certain false “memories” that, no matter how much I exorcise them with facts, keep recurring. All the ones I’ve identified are dream-based.

Example: I sometimes wake in the night with a sense of loss, of having done something really, really stupid, and then I “recall”–very vividly–that I left the first car I ever bought behind in a move, just sitting in a parking space in front of a neighbor’s house with the key in it. Now, we moved from that house more than 20 years ago… and that was eighteen years after someone *cough* drove my car into the ground and had it hauled off to the junkyard while I was traveling with a music tour for the summer.

But still, every now and then, despite knowing what happened to that car, I “remember” leaving it behind, sitting in front of a neighbor’s house when my wife, kids and I moved.

Now, I’m always able to–temporarily–exorcise the “memory” and, like other false memories, I’ve always recognized it as such (though sometimes, in the middle of the night, not until I’ve given it some thought). But do I recognize all such false memories as being false?

How can I know?

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On Being Ticked Off with Ann Coulter

*sigh* Why does she just HAVE to say it better than I can? Why? *mutter, mutter-gripe-complain*

At a private gathering, Romney told donors that Obama had a lock on the 47 percent of voters “who pay no income tax” and “believe the government has a responsibility to care for them.” This was deeply offensive to people who pay no income tax and believe the government has a responsibility to care for them.

Brownies?

Maybe. Who knows?

Weirded out a bit ago. Stuck inside all day working on various projects. Just went outside a bit ago and… my front lawn appears freshly mown. No kidding. Sure, I heard a neighbor on his riding mower earlier, but aside from a time more than 10 years ago when a different neighbor volunteered his riding mower when he saw me out working my push mower while wearing a knee brace and using a cane (real), nothing like this has ever happened before.

Stranger thing: I had just looked at the lawn last night and mentally scheduled to mow it come Friday evening.

Now, I can just skip on back to the back yard and do chores there. *heh*

Irony? We Gots Some

In the kingdom of the blind, the ironic one-eyed man will hand out printed notes showing people how to get their government swag…

Your contributions?

Romney’s 47% “Gaffe”? Notsomuch.

“It’s hard to serve as president for all Americans when you’ve disdainfully written off half the nation,” [Jim Messina, Mr. Obama’s campaign manager] wrote.

How about all those “flyover” bitter clingers, Mr. President? Could it be that they don’t belong so much to the 47% receiving government largesse? Hmmm?

Contra Dhimmicraps’ glee in thinking that Romney’s recent “47%” comment is a gaffe, consider:

The Democrats think Romney just self-destructed by pointing out, um, THEIR ENTIRE STRATEGY

“Please, please, PLEASE, Br’er Dhimmicrap, do throw Br’er Romney into that briar patch!”