VegemiteGrrl's Home for the Absent-Minded

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!

Texted my wife, turned off the computer, put my jacket on and walked toward the lobby on my way home.

Get a weird feeling and ask the receptionist what time is it? "It's 3:08."

Like most, I usually don't leave until five.

So here's the weird parts to all that:

• I think my Android phone has done something funny. It said something about updating the time zones and then said it was only 3 pm after restarting. Out of frustration, I manually set it to five.
• I walk across the office and see that sales is still here. Sales is never here after five on Fridays. Think nothing of it.
• Check my computer and see that it's on Pacific Time too for some reason. Think that our office's whole IP address must've got messed up somehow, but eh, I'll mention it on Monday.

Serious as a heart attack on all of those. I wasn't trying to be cute.

I mean, I guess I really wanted to go home a few hours ago?

Got some fancy noise canceling headphones and put on some vaporwave bullshit
Go to the kitchen and wash my coffee cup and filter, put it to the side for later
Go back to the living room, sit on the couch
Few minutes later I notice my kid yelling at me and waving his arms to get my attention
“Dad! The waters still on!”

(ignore the subtext of this which is that neither me or mr veg can stand to be wrong ... our conversations oftendevolve into did not/did too)

Pulled up Chris Cornell’s cover of “Patience” to play for Mr Veg last night & was like “Hey check this out!”

Mr Veg: you’ve heard this. I showed it to you sometime this summer
Me: I have never heard this
Mr Veg: sure you have!
Me: (getting annoyed)Nooooo. i havent heard it thats why i’m playing it for you😬
Him: you probably forgot, you have definitely heard it
Me: GODDAMMIT I SAID I HADNT HEARD IT DONT YOU THINK I WOULD REMEMBER IF I HAD 🤬

matter is dropped

somehow comes up again today at lunchtime.
devolves in a similar fashion
I mime choking Mr Veg bc I am convinced he’s gaslighting me

He’s like, dude i remember we watched it on the tv together. See, I even sent it to you
& pulls up a text message he sent to me
“hey check this out! + Cornell video link”
sent July 29 of this year

O_O

... i stand corrected

am now VERY concerned at the state of my memory loss :(

Just take it slow, and I bet it'll work itself out fine.

looool

ah we've had that conversation a lot!
I used to have the better memory, now I just shrug and at least recognise that I've probably forgotten more than I'll ever know.

actually my 'new' thing is there are certain people/celebs I can never remember if they're actually dead or not. I know there's a thread. But I really couldn't tell you if, say, Patricia Routledge was alive or no. (I just looked it up; she is).

yeahy hate that, keep finding people on the relevbant threads saying this perosn just died and me thinking id heard it several years ago.~}May just be significant birthdays .
Or is it me slipping between uinverses

About an hour into the work day, I realize that my keys were not in my back pocket. Oh crap, did I lock them in the car?

Yup. Also, the car was still RUNNING.

One amused cop later, I've got my keys back.

we are all slipping through universes

Recently went into the kitchen to make some tea. We have this old vintage Nally Ware set I got off my grandparents and I use the green one for teabags and the smallest one for sugar:

https://www.picclickimg.com/d/l400/pict/203064322997_/Vintage-Nally-Ware-Canisters.jpg

Went to put sugar in my tea and found a pile of teabags in there. Which Barney had stuffed in, on top of the sugar already in the bloody canister.

often when I'm cooking I keep earnestly opening the fridge door with a solid plan to get something I need and then drift off somewhere and wonder why I'm stood in front of open fridge.

sensory overload and doing too much at once, probably, rather than brain damage. I rather hopefully tell myself!

^ Same here except I tack on anxiety about keeping the fridge door open at the right angle on its hinge so that it doesn’t automatically start to close and hit my arm while I’m trying to get at the sour cream

It wasn't the first time I cracked an egg and emptied its contents directly into the trash, and I'm certain that it won't be the last.

Absolute favorite thread <3

Certain seems a bit strong for this thread xp

Making scrambled eggs, put some pepper in the eggs

[Five seconds pass]

Ew, there's a weird dark peppery thing in my eggs, better take it out

Disrobing for a shower
Turning the water on
Putting on clean socks

https://epn.org/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/best-water-socks-1.png

All too often, as soon as I get into the shower, my brain says "Are you still wearing your glasses?"

So far, my brain has been wrong, which I'm clinging to as proof that I'm not senile yet.

Don't you wear your glasses in the shower? Maybe it depends on how shortsighted you are?
I find it helps to be able to see.

I'm very shortsighted and I don't, don't really need to see much. Also helps me ignore how filthy the shower is.

Go to the kitchen to make coffee
Notice the coffee jar is almost empty
Refill the coffee jar from master coffee stash
Put away refilled coffee jar
Notice there is no coffee in the coffeemaker

As I think I said before about something I posted here, this may be more for a general-stupidity thread; it's a fine line.

I moved into my house a little over a year ago. For the first few months, the dryer worked fine. The last few, though, it seemed to increasingly take forever--up to an hour to dry one load. Tried different settings, nothing worked. I was ready to buy a new one. Tonight, though, I noticed for the first time where the lint catcher is. I used to empty that vigilantly with my old dryer, but this one is a little less conspicuous, and it's the kind of thing I don't think of on my own. The lint was so backed up, I thought at first it was some kind of filter. Took me 15 minutes with a screwdriver to get it all out. I assume that was the problem.

In an AirBnB in Tokyo I wondered why the washing machine took a long time to drain, noticed it had a lint trap, which when opened contained what looked like a felt brick. It worked rather better after removing that.