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There's a very famous actress who's starred on a TV show, been in movies, written books... and I can not remember her name. I can sure as hell remember her character's name, but not her IRL name.

I can see her face, hear her voice, name all of the other actors she's done work with. I can even see the book cover in my mind, but I can not for the life of me remember her name.

I could google the answer in four seconds, but I'd really, really like to figure this one out on my own.

Know how it goes

god speed, pplains

At this point, it's a block because I know it's a block. And just like losing hiccups once you become unaware that you have hiccups, I'll remember this woman's name again.

Shirley you'll recall her name.

it's anne dudek

yr welcome

I had this in a pub quiz trying to remember Viggo Mortensen's name.

it’s ‘viggo mortensen’ iirc

They're legally bound to accept 'Aragorn' ftr

I couldn’t remember Aaron Paul’s name in a pub quiz. All I could come up with was “it’s two first names... one of them might be Brian?”

I swear I picked up biscuits at the store during my first visit there in a week. I even remember scanning them because the bar code was partially hidden by a seam in the packaging. So where are they now?

This is not the first time this has happened.

I went a week of trying to remember the actress' name on my own, but finally had to confess to my wife what was happening.

She acted her name out in Charades and when it finally hit me, it felt like one of my brain lobes folded open, like turning to the M's in an oversized dictionary on display in a bookstore.

that's a great way of telling the answer.
what was it? can you act it out pls?

My money is on Marlee Matlin

Marilyn Monroe

Or Meryl Streep

I had the most un-shiftable mental block over Carey Mulligan’s name for years

Mindy Kaling

Tina Fey

i always struggle to remember karl urbans name, i just get a kinda synaesthesia of everything about him except the title block its a nice chill experience if i dont actually need to remember it

I always forget Elijah Wood’s name
I spent a whole night insisting to mr veg that he was called Not Ethan Frome but his name is like that? you know, the guy that isnt Tobey McGuire

Oh you mean Jake Gyllenhaal?

I assumed Tina Fey

you know, the guy that isnt Tobey McGuire

universal truth

YOU KNOW, FRODO!!

tobey was so great in that film

i love how they made his eyes so big that he looked almost exactly like elijah wood

who, his parents?

the man has enormous bug eyes (attn: link leads to huge photo)

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/08/Elijah_Wood_FF_2014.jpg/1200px-Elijah_Wood_FF_2014.jpg

I did the leave some shopping behind thing too, only I didnt even scan in the item I left there, and it was the most important one! (a bottle of "special sauce" style mayo for burgers I was making).

I also almost forgot my bf's birthday which is tomorrow, so had to really rush to cobble together some presents :/ I'm blaming quarantine!

I was going to start a thread this morning called something like "The stupid stuff that occupies space in your head as you get older," but it led me back here. I was reading a book and a character was thinking back on the war. Which roughly led me through the following thoughts: 1) which war? (the book was written in 1961); 2) probably the Korean War; 3) which war was Catch-22? 4) I know MASH was the Korean War; 4) was anyone except Radar in both the movie and the show? 5) who was first, Harry Morgan or McLean Stevenson? 6) Stevenson, of course; 7) they tried to make him a big star with Hello, Larry, failed miserably.

I didn't have to fumble around for even a second for the name of Hello, Larry, it was right there. Root causes: this why I sometimes putter around for 10 minutes looking for my car keys.

Yesterday I prepped our drip filter for morning coffee same as always

But instead of normal human behaviour I dumped half of the fresh coffee grounds into the empty water reservoir instead of the filter basket

And spent a good while afterwards getting the grounds out of the reservoir

Weee

Obviously, you had Hello, Larry on your mind.

clearly!!

Cooking, just took a swig of olive oil thinking it was my beer.

And yes, it was Tina Fey. Crazy that you all guessed that.

Took a long walk earlier and just noticed that my fly is open, Doh

I didn't have to fumble around for even a second for the name of Hello, Larry, it was right there. Root causes: this why I sometimes putter around for 10 minutes looking for my car keys.

― clemenza

i will spare you all, for now, my rant about how the narrative about "hello larry" is revisionist and false. i get really passionate for no reason i can ascertain about 1970s television.

Measured out a cup of milk this morning then poured it straight down the sink.

Did the old “put my cold lunch on my desk, put my schoolbooks in the microwave” maneuver

Before I started blowing leaves to the curb last weekend, I moved the Honda from the driveway to the street. I don't drive it much anymore, so not much that I've even removed its chunky fob from my key ring. So after I parked it, I dropped the key into my left breast pocket.

Came inside, ate a sandwich, and then went back out, spending the next hour or so herding leaves. Finished up, put the rake and blower back in the garage, hung up my jacket and then realized that the key was no longer in the pocket. Or the other pocket. Or in my pants pockets. Or in the Honda itself.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. It's not a huge yard, but it's bigger than a haystack. Started thinking about where I would've bent over, and sure enough, in this one section where there had been some thorny vines I had pulled up, there was half of the plastic piece to the fob. The key (and battery and other half) were still missing.

I dug around through the soil, the thorny vines, thinking that surely a metal key would stick out more than a black plastic fob. And if I had blown it down the driveway, surely I would've heard the sound of metal skidding down concrete, even with the blower at full blast. I notice other little non-organic debris, wouldn't I have spotted MY KEY?

It didn't make sense, but that defense couldn't stand up to the actual piece of plastic I kept taking out and looking at. The very scuffed up piece of plastic, that had been inside my pocket no more than two hours ago with the rest of its assembly. Something wasn't adding up, and looking at the four-foot high pile of leaves that stretched from my driveway to the neighbor's line, I was going to take a break,

Went inside, took my shoes off, went into the kitchen, instinctively opened the junk drawer to throw the fob into and there was my actual Honda key. I must've put it there for good keeping when I ate my sandwich.

Not sure where this other fob came from. If someone out there on Nextdoor has lost part of the key to their Red Herring, drop me a DM.

spooky!

Maybe the junk drawer key was a spare that you put there long ago, and the current key is still among the leaves.

When the absent-minded reach conclusions that satisfy them, best let it be

I totally expected to look in my hand at that moment to find the broken fob had disappeared.

I did look in the mirror to see I had aged 25 years, but that happens every morning now LOL.

I was talking to Mr Veg last week & forgot ***mid-conversation*** what we were talking about.

O_O

Ugh I do that a lot, especially lately. Menopause is a bitch!