I had a softball double header last night (i.e. if you saw yesterday's post you'll know I am probably not doing well in parent of the year voting at the moment).
The craziest part of the night was running into a friend from NDSU who was the third baseman on the first team we played.
I hadn't seen him in almost a decade so it was nice catching up with him (his daughter's first birthday was last night).
As we were talking he told me that out of sheer coincidence he had told a story about me a week ago.
I played softball with him in intramurals at school and in one of the games he was playing left field and I was playing left center field. Earlier in the inning he had hurt his arm.
After the injury, the next batter hit the ball to him as well and he made a diving catch. I was backing him up and since he couldn't throw the ball he flipped it to me. I proceeded to throw the runner on 3rd out at home trying to tag up.
From what he was saying I must have made a long throw or something as, for whatever reason, this was a vivid memory in his head still.
For me, nothing. I don't remember it at all.
More then anything, my point in all this is that I have forgotten so many things from my past as I have gotten older. It's not uncommon for me to hear a story told (which I may even be significantly involved in) that I have little or no memory of.
Rory, on the other hand, can tell you what he was wearing on June 3, 1983 (maybe that's a slight exaggeration but you get my point).
Have I run out of room in my brain and now memories are falling out?
I know I am not as active as I once was but I use to have such a good memory. Maybe the lack of physical activity affects memory retention more then I thought.
All I know is that right now I am still in my twenties and if my memory is already this bad maybe I just need to go pick up a copy of Surfer Rosa and embrace this.
The craziest part of the night was running into a friend from NDSU who was the third baseman on the first team we played.
I hadn't seen him in almost a decade so it was nice catching up with him (his daughter's first birthday was last night).
As we were talking he told me that out of sheer coincidence he had told a story about me a week ago.
I played softball with him in intramurals at school and in one of the games he was playing left field and I was playing left center field. Earlier in the inning he had hurt his arm.
After the injury, the next batter hit the ball to him as well and he made a diving catch. I was backing him up and since he couldn't throw the ball he flipped it to me. I proceeded to throw the runner on 3rd out at home trying to tag up.
From what he was saying I must have made a long throw or something as, for whatever reason, this was a vivid memory in his head still.
For me, nothing. I don't remember it at all.
More then anything, my point in all this is that I have forgotten so many things from my past as I have gotten older. It's not uncommon for me to hear a story told (which I may even be significantly involved in) that I have little or no memory of.
Rory, on the other hand, can tell you what he was wearing on June 3, 1983 (maybe that's a slight exaggeration but you get my point).
Have I run out of room in my brain and now memories are falling out?
I know I am not as active as I once was but I use to have such a good memory. Maybe the lack of physical activity affects memory retention more then I thought.
All I know is that right now I am still in my twenties and if my memory is already this bad maybe I just need to go pick up a copy of Surfer Rosa and embrace this.
I'm the same way. I don't remember as much of my childhood as I would like. Luckily, I have Lucas... he remembers the craziest things. He'll say to me, "Remember that one time when we were kids and we went to so-and-so's house and..." and I'll have no idea (or just a vague idea) of what he's talking about. I believe what he remembers as true, so hopefully he doesn't take advantage of that someday (if he already hasn't). :-)
ReplyDeleteSorry Lucas, I blew your cover! (Brian shakes fist) Damn!!!
ReplyDeleteHey, did you just reference a Pixies song in your title?
ReplyDeleteIndeed (Surfer Rosa is the 1988 Pixies album with Where Is My Mind? on it).
ReplyDeleteIt'll be like you're hearing album for the first time. Ha
ReplyDeleteThat's funny. Good call Shannon.
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