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October 29, 2012
I don’t know where you got your information about that mysterious thing called a photographic memory, but I got mine from the Hitchcock movie and John Buchan novel, “The 39 Steps.”
In it, the bad guys had "Mr. Memory" memorize 39 secret steps to some evil classified information, in order to eliminate a paper trail.
The question is does eidetic memory, (technical name) that Mozart, Monet, Tesla, and Jason Bourne, (whose amnesia got in the way), were reported to have, actually exist in real life?
That very question wound up in trial covered by The New York Times:
This is how Kaavya Viswanathan, author of “How Opal Mehta Got Kissed, Got Wild, and Got a Life” (It’s okay if it’s not familiar) explained how she "unintentionally and unconsciously" plagiarized almost 29 passages from the books of another young adult novelist, Megan McCafferty:
"I have a photographic memory." In other words: it just sort of accidentally got stuck there. There went her alibi along with her new contract.
The Hippocampus is the part of the brain where you find “photographic memory,” if it exists.
A “Psychology Today” report on a Harvard instructor attempted to do just that through a succession of grids. With her right eye, she looked for several minutes at apparently random dots—10,000 in all. The next day, using her left eye, she looked at a second grid of 100 x 100 dots.
She then mentally merged the two grids, and could recall eidetic images of a million dots for as much as four hours.
I'm not sure if that's a plus.
Experts believe people that have this gift are just better able to organize information with unusual efficiency.
It’s simply improved recall.
And you can improve your recall, by doing such things as eating leafy green vegetables, getting a good night’s sleep, visualizing and avoiding alcohol.
(I'm waiting for the memory pill that Spanish scientists are rumored to be working on.)
Dr. Marvin Minsky, in his book “The Society of Mind,” was unable to verify claims of eidetic memory and considered it to be an "unfounded myth."
But that still doesn’t mean, I won't believe it if Hollywood tells me.
And if you or anyone you know has an unusually fine memory, and card counting abilities, there's always the next UK Open Memory Championships in London.
Just remember where you got it from.
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"Everyone has a photographic Memory, some just don't have film.” --Steven Wright
Paolo, I like it. Don't you have this kind of memory? If not, I'd say pretty close. My own memory is full of holes. I'm not the most observant person...so I have no memory of some things. I'm amazed at times that I can be so oblivious to my surroundings.
I have a friend with an exceptional memory for birthdays, so if you told him your birthday back in 1966...he hasn't forgotten it. Dates of death....just mention someone famous who is dead and he knows when, where and how. And, he knows names of all the players in music groups, their label, when their songs came out, where they were recorded...all that kind of info. Though his memory holds information that he can call up at any time, he isn't fully functioning on other levels. I'm not sure what if any condition he might have, but he isn't quite everyday. I get hand written letters from him about once a month. They don't vary a lot. He repeats my full name about a dozen times throughout and asks if I can send him CDs of some of his favorite groups. I've made a lot for him, but his latest requests for a Pat Boone CD are falling on deaf ears. I have no Pat Boone and don't plan to look for any..
Good morning Jane!! Glad your team won!
I'm with both of you on memory - I have an atrocious one! Both my boys fortunately didn't inherit that from me; one has some card game reading capability, the other one can memorise huge tracts of poetry and music scores. I do use the association trick to help me, and chinese names lend itself well to this. So instead of remembering someone is Hock Guan or Chong Meng, I remember him as Lucky Origin or Clever & Bright (does this sound Native American?). It still gets abit tricky if I can't remember which provincial language to use as Hock Guan could also be Fu Yuan whilst Chong Meng would still be Chong Meng but different sounds for different dialects!. Mostly we don't really mind though so I could be Chun Fung or Choon Hong for Spring Fragrance. Memory-by-association can fail when the subject is out of context though. Two weeks ago, I bumped into a pair of clients - I was dressed in trackies and a hooded running jacket, and no makeup. They remembered my face but were frustrated that they couldn't place me.....and how many asian girls are there here right!? It floored them when I told them who I am.
Good morning Jane!! Glad your team won!
I'm with both of you on memory - I have an atrocious one! Both my boys fortunately didn't inherit that from me; one has some card game reading capability, the other one can memorise huge tracts of poetry and music scores. I do use the association trick to help me, and chinese names lend itself well to this. So instead of remembering someone is Hock Guan or Chong Meng, I remember him as Lucky Origin or Clever & Bright (does this sound Native American?). It still gets abit tricky if I can't remember which provincial language to use as Hock Guan could also be Fu Yuan whilst Chong Meng would still be Chong Meng but different sounds for different dialects!. Mostly we don't really mind though so I could be Chun Fung or Choon Hong for Spring Fragrance. Memory-by-association can fail when the subject is out of context though. Two weeks ago, I bumped into a pair of clients - I was dressed in trackies and a hooded running jacket, and no makeup. They remembered my face but were frustrated that they couldn't place me.....and how many asian girls are there here right!? It floored them when I told them who I am.
Memory is a strange thing.
Certain fragrances are linked with certain memories. How can one smell of a particular type of ground ivy,and immediately in memory be trasnported to my grandparents' yard?
Even the way the sun slants on the walls at times brings back painful memories from 30 years ago.
When I read something, I can recall the position of the passage on the page; I can see it on the page.
But where are my care keys? Or the name of someone I just met? Ohhhh NOOOooOOoo.
car keys. . . not care keys.
O dear, I forgot what I was going to say. Good morning everybody. Thinking of people in the path of stormy weather. Will somebody take Floyd in?
As anybody who has been in the Village for a while knows, I have a treasure trove of memories, but like Spring F, recent stuff like where I put my keys or even remembering to take them with me when I go out...... have already pulled the door shut, (it locks itself) and I realise the keys are inside the house. My collection of potted herbs includes Sage - one fresh leaf to be eaten daily. It is said to prevent memory rot.
Interesting morning- 9am Hospital appointment for undignified 'girlie' investigations - The advantage of early appointment is 'they' have not had the opportunity to be running late. Was home by 10.30, shaking from local anaesthetic injections in sensitive parts. Nothing that double strong coffee with a comforting glug of Whisky could not fix.
Good morning, Hazel, Spring F, Spring R, Paolos, & Jane. A true savant amazes me, especially the specialized variant found in people with MR-DD. I'm thinking of Dustin Hoffman's character in the movie "Rain Man." Aside from the obviously intriguing character's accurately-portrayed natural gift, it was neat to see the scenes shot in Pompillio's (Italian restaurant), the house at 2 Beech Lane, and last but not least that drop dead gorgeous 1949 Buick Roadmaster convertible in a nicely-patinaed shade of daffodil.....
Good morning to Spring R, Hazel and Bert (having said morning to Paolos and Jane earlier)! I had been thinking of you Hazel, i hope it went well! On subject today, I hope you "remembered" to put on a good set of undies....
I think my funniest personal forgetful moment was when dad forgot mum and left her at the petrol servo/kiosk when she went down to buy something. He remembered only about half an hour later and boy! did he get a earful. Another elderly man here accidentally forgot his wife for half a day; she was fretting around town, wondering what happened to him. One wonders if these men really forgot.....
Our older daughter was in 4th grade when I forgot to pick her up from school. (She usually rode the bus but had an afer-school activity that day.) The morning had been warm so she wore a very light jacket. The day got colder and colder and grew almost wintery. When I finally (about 20 minutes late) got to the school, one of the teachers was trying to give her a jacket out of the lost and found box. She was protesting that she didn't need it. I was embarrassed beyond belief.
Savant are interesting. When I was very little one of the teenage boys in my neighborhood was a savant. He played piano by ear and played incredible classical pieces. He had a very low IQ and never advanced beyound basics academically. He couldn't read and could barely write his name, but he could hear a song once and play it on the piano. Apparently, he learned by looking over his older sister's shoulders while she practiced after her piano lessons.
Savant are interesting. When I was very little one of the teenage boys in my neighborhood was a savant. He played piano by ear and played incredible classical pieces. He had a very low IQ and never advanced beyound basics academically. He couldn't read and could barely write his name, but he could hear a song once and play it on the piano. Apparently, he learned by looking over his older sister's shoulders while she practiced after her piano lessons.
Savant are interesting. When I was very little one of the teenage boys in my neighborhood was a savant. He played piano by ear and played incredible classical pieces. He had a very low IQ and never advanced beyound basics academically. He couldn't read and could barely write his name, but he could hear a song once and play it on the piano. Apparently, he learned by looking over his older sister's shoulders while she practiced after her piano lessons.
Savant are interesting. When I was very little one of the teenage boys in my neighborhood was a savant. He played piano by ear and played incredible classical pieces. He had a very low IQ and never advanced beyound basics academically. He couldn't read and could barely write his name, but he could hear a song once and play it on the piano. Apparently, he learned by looking over his older sister's shoulders while she practiced after her piano lessons.
Savant are interesting. When I was very little one of the teenage boys in my neighborhood was a savant. He played piano by ear and played incredible classical pieces. He had a very low IQ and never advanced beyound basics academically. He couldn't read and could barely write his name, but he could hear a song once and play it on the piano. Apparently, he learned by looking over his older sister's shoulders while she practiced after her piano lessons.
Savant are interesting. When I was very little one of the teenage boys in my neighborhood was a savant. He played piano by ear and played incredible classical pieces. He had a very low IQ and never advanced beyound basics academically. He couldn't read and could barely write his name, but he could hear a song once and play it on the piano. Apparently, he learned by looking over his older sister's shoulders while she practiced after her piano lessons.
Savant are interesting. When I was very little one of the teenage boys in my neighborhood was a savant. He played piano by ear and played incredible classical pieces. He had a very low IQ and never advanced beyound basics academically. He couldn't read and could barely write his name, but he could hear a song once and play it on the piano. Apparently, he learned by looking over his older sister's shoulders while she practiced after her piano lessons.
Savant are interesting. When I was very little one of the teenage boys in my neighborhood was a savant. He played piano by ear and played incredible classical pieces. He had a very low IQ and never advanced beyound basics academically. He couldn't read and could barely write his name, but he could hear a song once and play it on the piano. Apparently, he learned by looking over his older sister's shoulders while she practiced after her piano lessons.
Sorry for the glitches. Technical problems due to the perfect storm here in NYC. This is definitely a storm to remember.
Paolos- I love that quote. Will use it someday, I'm sure. If I can remember it.
Spring you're right about scent and memory. That's why I'm careful about whearing "classic" perfumes in certian places. I was voluntering in a hospital once and I was wearing Chanel #5 and guy in a wheelchair asked me to dance. The scent triggered some memory of dancing at wedding or something. He was depressed and this scent transported him back to a happier time.
Memories. I used to have a good one, but not so much anymore. I liked to memorize verse as a child, I can still recite The Walrus and the Carpenter which I committed to memory at the age of 8, but now I can't even memorize a new phone number. Hazel, I don't think a sage leaf will help me.
MARYPJB-but does your daughter remember it?
JULIA-true, but I would have thought I was about to get grounded by my mother!
Seriously when I was at boarding school and there would be some sort of meeting of adults, like a committee mtg or something. I would pass through the room and sniff for Chanel No.5 just cuz I was homesick.
PAOLOS--great quote! We have a mutual friend very fond of Steven Wright's quotes!
Hazel - Much sympathy going over the pond to you after your physical ordeal...Hope the tests are successful and no repeats needed. Thinking of you daily as you are dealing with your ailments....heal, heal, heal!
Paolos - Good one on the 12:45 am Quotation! "No film!" Ha, ha!! I think I know some of those people.
Photographic memory is a large part of the character of Lisbeth Salander in the "Girl With The Dragon Tattoo" - Stieg Larssen series. True or not, it plays a large part in the story. Lisbeth is almost a superwoman, but the author makes her a sympathetic character by filling in her motivations and her past.
Just this week, SF, I ran into a woman at the early voting election office, and for a moment could not place her, even though she spoke to me as if I know her....Duh! My beautician in a different place! I have gone to her shop for haircuts for over 18 yrs., but was not expecting her in ordinary duds in the voting place!
On the other side of memory, I was in Walmart with granddaughter who was avidly searching for cap pistols (after our attending a Western festival), and a nice lady in the aisle spoke to me by name and remembered which class of mine she was in 20 yrs. ago when she was in 8th gr.!! After she chatted a bit and introduced her 7 yr. old son, I finally realized who she was, and of course, the last time I saw her she was 13!! She went on about our field trips and how much she remembered about our class, but I would have easily passed her without noticing....Guess the young change more than the older of us.
I am off to try to remember how to do the circuit at Curves for exercise....like taking medicine....don't like it, but know it is good for me.....arghhhhh!
Could we? Could we, as a group, combine our tele-pathic mind memories to hopeful prayers with strong love energies, with strong conviction to not allow this Hurricane Sandy to precede any further on its path of destruction, to persuade this gail wind force to weaken, make Hurricane Sandy slow down..all we at least ask, slow this gail wind....to let say 65 mph...please Lord stop this Hurricane! ! ! When I lived on Fripp Island my home withstood 90 mph gail force winds and flooding...in January! ! ! Living on the furtherest most point of the island, while the house swayed and moved, the curtain danced even when the storm windows shut tight, I prayed all nite; it was one of the most times that I ever feared for my children and myself, Hurricane Hugo, making food boxes, watching live weather TV, I survived with the comfort of the local people and Port Carling Ship Captain...at the Beaufort Hospital...I felt safer inland, for sure, than on the outerbanks...I was happy to return to Pittsburgh and not feel the discomfortness of Hurricane disasters...just a memory...
Or, songs. . .. I am sure all of us have "the song(s)" that with the first note or two, trasport us back to a spcial time; where we were when we first heard it, what we were doing, or who we were with.Amazing how certain things, little things "trigger" the memory like nothing else can. We Americans could all remember where we were, or what we were wearing when we first learned about the attacks of Sept. 11. There's a certain feel in the air in late summer/early fall, and when the sky is perfectly blue, we are there again. Many say the same thing about Pearl Harbor or when Kennedy was assisinated.
An Oxford comma would have saved my brain about a minute of confusion this morning...
"visualizing and avoiding alcohol."
So are we first supposed to think of a cocktail and then not drink it? That I can do!
Nachista--I was just thinking the same things as I got around to reading this morning!! *******I've always had a good memory for names and faces...it's not quite as quick and strong anymore, but I can still amaze some folks by remembering them by name. A psych professor at one time wanted to do a memory study using me, but.....I guess HE forgot, as nothing ever came of it. On TED talks a while back there was an episode on memory training which was very good.
Hazel, not to worry about the keys that hide from you, or the car that seems to find a different parking space from where you thought you put it........but be concerned that once behind the wheel you have forgotten how to drive.
Worry not about faithful friend Floyd, he is basking in the glow of theSepia's furnace, knawing on a giant soup bobe between naps.
Get, be, and stay very well!
Spring rain, Right you are about the power of music/songs to unlock the doors of your memory warehouse and grab thoughts of a favorite time/place/person off of one of the back shelves and bring it to life again.
Certain smells will stop me in my tracks. One such smell is that of a small electric appliance motor that transports me back to my family's south-side apartment kitchen while we blended egg nog in the Osterizer.
Marypjb ~ I am sure I told this story here once
before but it was long ago and probably before your time. When I was in kindergarten,
we lived a mile and some change from the school, we did not have a car, my
mother didn't drive so she would walk me to and from school. It was good exercise for her and I most likely
would whine both ways about sore feet, tired legs or hunger. One rainy
afternoon she was walking down the two lane toward the school and saw a little
boy in a yellow slicker standing on the yellow stripes in the middle of the
road, brandishing an umbrella as a sword and shadow fencing with the passing
cars. She wondered to herself (as she told the story) where was that
boy's mother? and indeed what kind of mother would allow this to happen?
You guessed right,
I am that boy and she is that mother. I
have no scars because of the incident, either physical or emotional. I can’t
speak for her although she chuckled each time she told the story (except maybe
the first time she told my father).
There are very good reasons to explain why I am what I am. I don’t think
that is one of them. It’s not that she
forgot about me. She just had more
pressing things on her mind at the time…like catching up on the day’s ironing.
I just remember one thing. Foie gras creme brulee. With fig bread and a glass of gewurztraminer. No, I didn't take a picture of it. Hmmmmmmm.
Miss Jane ~ I have an interesting statistic for you. It has been 22 years since a NL team swept its opponent in a World Series. I won't mention the team's name. Tim Tam 1958 knows who they are. The NY Giants swept the Indians way back in 1954 (long before you were born).
Aromas or scent and music as have been mentioned before are really powerful triggers. Just a whiff or a wisp of a tune can utterly transport you to another place and time. Usually one that is very pleasant to recall.
PeterLake~ I have a wonderful memory of sharing a breakfast fry up on a shovel over the furnace of a real steam roller, the boiling water from the engine being used to make strong tea while we watched the pressure guage rise to working level. The proud owner of this precious antique machine allowed me to drive it for a while. What fun! Thanks for your assurance that Floyd the Village mutt is warm and safe. Curled up by the furnace of a steam powered beastie sounds good to me.
Today my family has a relish of diet choices: Salmon rolls w/feta cheese on toast points, cooked Ukrainian kielbasa with mustard seed served with horseradish w/ fresh sour cream sauce, homemade sauerkraut pierogi w/real butter sauce, include a circle- 15 inch round- forked poked fresh Syian bread w/ no salt honey butter, greenbeans with mushroom almondine, snack on walnut sugar crackers..smeared w/ squash cinnamon dip are aroma-filled tasteful foods that I enjoy. Aroma "nose" and "heart" pleasant for enough food fragrant expierance that gives anyone that comfort home-cooked sentient feel. Exit: Going out in the rain in the danger red zone in my weather proof green sleeky rain coat and matching green bonnet along with black and white polka-dot rubber boots to walk Taro. I will try to mislike this soft Fall afternoon rain, in knowing how foreboding the threat of hurricane Sandy post cyclone predictions. 2 to 3 feet a snow in West Virginia is shocking...the 25- 30 feet waves predicting on the Great Lake region..is extraordinarily...unusual..safety.survival skills and rescue will come into play the coming hours..
MisChiefDeb ~ We have a mutual friend? I hope it’s not
Sandy. I know she is heading your direction. She can be a terror, she never, ever cleans
up after herself. If she comes a
calling, just pretend you aren’t home.
Miss Julia ~ There are seven million people in NYC maybe
more, if Y’all just step outside for one minute (Let’s say 1600 hours until 1601)
and exhale deeply, blowing into the winds, maybe Sandy will shove off to sea. Better yet, pretend you’re not at home.
Miss I Marjorie ~ My condolences to your Tigers. They fought a good fight.
Thanks for the kind wishes, Paolos. I'm a Brewer fan and my husband is a Yankee fan. While I was pulling for the other Great Lakes team, for us, baseball season has been over for a few weeks. The miracle Mets of 1969--that's a memory! They made reference to how that miracle occurs in MIB 3. It was pretty funny. The sound of a bat striking a ball brings back nice summer memories of that season. That was the time in life when I discovered and learned baseball. I apologize to you Cub fans--I know I'm conjuring up bad memories.
I don't have anything to add on the subject of memory other than to say mine is awful...
Hazel, I am glad to hear you are done with the day's ordeal and I hope you are recovered by now from the injections (that must have hurt!).
Peter Lake, I love the smell of the motor on the glass bowl style old stand mixer my mom inherited from her mother about 25 years ago. She rarely uses it, but it brings back all kinds of memories when she does.
Miss I Marjorie ~ Now that you mention it, I do recall you
as a Brewers fan. I misremembered (as Mr. George W Bush would say)...it was
Miss mbailey and her Grandmother who are the Tigers fans. My condolences
to all the Tiger fans. Miss mbailey bring your grandmother to
theSepia train tonight, hot dogs and beer are my treat. If you want a fancy San
Francisco beer, Miss Jane will have to deliver them.
Maybe some other beer drinkers out there will see the humor
in this. Somewhere on line I was reading
an article about the beers of the World Series, a discourse on the fancy pants
beers of San Francisco vs. the “blue collar” beers of Detroit. I strongly believe that towns should have
their own culture and image, it makes the world interesting. They mentioned some of the fancy pants beers
(like Blind Pig IPA) and then some of the blue collar beers, those being
“Miller Light, Coors Light and Bud Light”.
Light beers have been around for some time, but where I come from light beers
were never considered a “blue collar” beer.
In the old days, real men proudly displayed their beer gut rolling over
the waistband. Now it’s the fancy pants breweries serving up the real suds.
Maybe the blue collar workers have been supplanted by lite blue collar workers.
Just may be.
The aroma of mango does my memory trigger. I am 3ft tall, face smothered in mango pulp, juice running off my elbows , O bliss!
Mango mania yippee, Hazel....mango, red sugar beets that have been tossed and panned in sugar along with butternutsquash diced on rocket arugula lettuce leaves with toasted pepperidge raisin cinnamon bread croutons and a drizzle of sweetest mango dressing...I just had this Harvest salad Woodlands delish.dish about two days ago.....I add some blue cheese.crumble even though I should not of..added a bitter to such a sweet mango salad....but I like blue cheese.... so as well I should.....too..enjoy the way I please.... :), The wind in south western Pennsylvania has been howling and blowing, the Conemaugh River and the "Mon...River" are going to flood...! :(, going to the grocers to get some supplies....butter and milk, cream for coffee...I clean all day in the house so I have a power outdage my house is clean...20 bottles of water in empty laundry detergent. and clean water in jars and bottles...to give out if needed...this Hurricane Sandy is horrific. At 90 mph we will survive...I am worried about the 27 Nuclear Regulatory Energy Plant Sites..:(....in Sandy's way...Perfect Storm movie reminds me of this...Hurricane occurence, in a life-time, I would not have even imagined this natural phenomena!
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Burgundy~ Can I do a 'beam me up, Scottie' and come to your place for dinner?
Paolos--as far as World Series beers go, the Cardinals (may they RIP) have traditionally been sponsored by Anheuser Busch. And what memories that evokes.....The smell of hops cooking hanging in the hot humid St. Louis summer air. Once you've smelled that I don't think you can ever forget it. Lest we forget......those early kitchen aromas like melting butter ready to recieve the eggs that will ever so gently sizzle......the cooking onions that meant dinner was being prepared.....the slightly warm sweet smell of perfect toast.......the homeiness of coffee brewing (even if we were too young to actually drink it?) Oh, my goodness.....
It is a gorgeous fall day here and I picked up fresh pressed cider on my lunch break. Since it is tradition I am going to be making apple cider donuts today. The first bite always takes me right back to the rainy autumn days of my childhood, I can close my eyes and mentally walk through my grandmother's house exactly as it was when I was little. The only problem with remembering is the slight melancholy feeling that comes with realizing you can't go back to that time and be with that person again.
Sounds fabulous. I'm waiting for hurricane Sandy. NYC is experiencing strong winds and rain waiting for it to touch down. The city that never sleeps is almost deserted today. I saw a jet ski guy riding around the Hudson on my local news.
Haze and Spring: I never understood why mango has not been adopted as major ingreient in perfumes as so many people love the smell.
Juli, in a way I'm jealous. I'd kind of like to hunker down somewhere cozy with a stack of books, an oil lamp, and some good friends and ride out of the storm. As it is the weather is 65F, sunny, and calm here in the mountains of Utah. About as beautiful a fall day as you can imagine...and I'm stuck inside at work staring out the windows at the guys with chainsaws cutting up some of the trees they had to take down behind our building, wishing that was my job today.
I recall a hurricane that hit NYC back in the 70's. My brother had a Marine buddy that lived in the Bronx and rather than battening the hatches his friends and neighbors were having a hurricane party. It doesn't look like Sandy is going to be a party girl. Any way she turns she is going to leave a mess, snow, sleet, wind and rain. I'll be praying for y'all, your families, neighbors and friends.
Miss Carol ~ the Cardinals, God bless 'em, will be back next year and I am anticipating another very exciting season of baseball. There is not a sound I know of that perks up the ears as quickly as "Cold beer here, get your ice cold beer."
Paolos, love the no film, I know lots of people with no film. ha The storm is about one hour away from hitting us directly. I picked up my 93 yr old dad, hoping that he would be safer with us. THEN---drum roll===the electric went out. A truck hit a pole, it just came back on after 8 hours. I made chicken noodle soup on my wood stove, felt like I was a homesteader in the 1800's. Any way I enjoyed your posts. Wishing safe times for all the villagers and healing for those in need.
An exceptional friend of us all, recommended an exceptional biography of Hemingway to me and I am about three chapters out from the finish line, chugging through the pages like a tramp steamer up the Congo River. It is titled Papa Hemingway written by A.E. Hotchner. The book reads almost like an autobiography because of the author's proximity to the subject, his prodigious note taking and use of a recording device. To my point, from the detail in the book, you will understand that Mr. Hemingway was one of those gifted with eidetic memory. His recall of detail, aroma, names, faces, sound and place was by his own admission honed by his craft as a reporter. My guess is that the gift itself was from God and he was one of those rare individuals who nurtured and polished that which the good Lord provided.
From the land of sky blue waters, Hamm's, the beer refreshing.......
Hazel Leeze, you bring the lemon orange ice cubes, our brew fresh mango tea! The weather now in Pittsburgh is revealing the stormyness mess of hurricane carried winds from all the way from South Africa! This evening storm is literally a rythmical rain machine outside; I just witnessed my hemlocks blowing about in the wrong direction with their lenghty pinetree limbs swinging, as if to say, Rain Rain go away...Wind Wind mind you, please, I have to retrieve heneggs, feed my baby chicks, fetch "ziggy," the goat out of the garden and brave the weather outside of freezing rain to drop off dinner spoils for the dog, Taro and cat, Jazzy pants. I have issues with Hurricanes....
Miss Nachista and Miss Carol ~ You both touched on the
Oxford comma earlier today. I hope that Inspector Lewis and Detective
Sergeant Hathaway can find the missing comma before it is too late. Mayhap
Miss Bebe will find it wandering the streets of her small town in Mississippi.
I am not saying that Miss Bebe is wandering the streets, but then whoever
heard of a comma wandering the streets? Perhaps someone will find the comma in
a coma or a coma in the comma, but I digress.
I dislike commas, especially the Oxford comma. In most cases
the Oxford comma can be avoided by repositioning the items in a series.
If "visualizing" had been placed last in the
series, there would have been no confusion. I don't know why I mention
this other than I hate seeing a good comma go to waste when it can be put to
use elsewhere. There are a limited number of resources to waste on this
earth and a comma saved is a comma earned as I've been told. There are those
who teach the Oxford comma as a punctuation mark that is not optional. I was
wondering how many of you feel as I do about the little varmint and how many
others were taught that it should be used consistently? That’s what I wonder
and I am not backing down.
One last question, Miss Nachista, may I have a cider donut fresh
out of the oven please? And another for
my friend Miss Bebe…aka mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm? I bet if you bring a batch to
theSepia tonight, George Hall and his talk of the town son will show up. I bet
they will!
I am done.
Financial people around the world rely on the Bloomberg trading systems. It has completely shut down, across the globe. We're counting the insurance claims already, one of the companies listed here does quite abit of business in the US.
This is one helluva storm
Paolos---please don't be done.....or at least sit near by on the Sepia and continue to regale me with you wit and wisdom!
I can't believe the weather channel showed surfers on Lake Michigan. I stayed here in Ocean City. The town was closed down from the inlet to 17th street and then that was extended to 32nd street. The route 50 bridge downtown was closed to keep peolpe out of that area and later the route 90 bridge was closed because of the wind. By morning I hope all will be calm. HAZEL, you're in my prayers. I hope your treatments are going well.
I got a new computer and it won't let me make paragraphs and when I hit send it won't post till I refresh. At least I figured that out without BERTING. Bummer.
The 39 Steps, one of Hitchcock's innocent man on the run films. In each a beautiful girl joins the hero and I would rather get the girl than have a freakish memory. Who in their right mind wants to remember everything? The scripture asks what profit is there in gaining the whole world and then find you lose your soul? My selective memory, my journal entries, and God's tender mercies allow me to remember what I need and disregard the rest. Then out of the blue comes a special long forgotten piece of brain candy that is super delicious. To know it all is to also remember your suffering in great detail, the intricacies of your failures, the shaky nature of your victories, and as the Mighty Bosstones sing that makes me knock on wood. That's the impression that I get. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIGMUAMevH0&feature=youtube_gdata_player
Imarjorie - Never memorized "The Walrus and the Carpenter," but in 7th gr. we had to memorize (well, didn't HAVE to, as it was for an extra credit grade so I did.) The Gettysburg Address, and I did. Over the years, I repeated it to myself and checked it occasionally for accuracy, and sure enough, I know it by heart today.
Not much call for me to perform it, but it gives me some degree of Ok-ness to be able to do it. I also have a great memory for song lyrics of the oldies, but not of the recent (past 20 yrs.) hits. And I never memorized what singer or group made each one a hit. If a song comes on the radio, I am there, singing along. I used to enjoy "Name That Tune" and try to get each title in 3 notes! Anyone remember it?
Memory songs:
Dean martin - http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=song+memories+are+made+of+this&mid=C074251E1225111D8BBCC074251E1225111D8BBC&view=detail&FORM=VIRE1
From"Cats" :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-L6rEm0rnY&feature=related
Perry Como : "Try to Remember" ....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_IgAhxslAqc
That one leaves me in a mellow mood and on the way to the pillows. Glad to hear Floyd is cozy on theSepiaTrain, and all is well in the Peterman's Eye Village, except for those villagers without power. Be safe. Blow out the candles.
I'm sorry, what where we discussing again?
Plates. Blue. Special of the day, tectonic on magma,a side of lava....(and contains no trans fats)
Morning all ~ what shall we talk about today?
Morning All - Welcome Gina215
Hope all who had to deal with the storm are doing alright...
Hazel - How are you feeling this morning?
Paolos - Thanks for the invite!
Let's talk about FOOD!
More hospital today. I have an appointment to see Mr Woo, an oncology consultant. Paolos~ Can you find George Formby singing "Oh Mr Woo?"
Food .... I made a Spanish omelette - posh name for leftovers in eggy glue. Good stick to your ribs stuff.
paoloas, please STAY. I do not post often, but I do read everyone's conversations.
As you wish, Miss Hazel. I hope all goes well.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3w3X95uWv8A
Miss spring rain, I was only done for the day, I will return. (Did I hear someone say Drat!)?
What a mess Sandy is blowing about! I hope our east coast village is all tucked
in and safe.
Paolos, I haven't forgotten about the chorus...there's an idea running around in my head, I just haven't been able to get it corralled....
Tommy, I love your 9:53! I'm blessed in that way as well. I find it easier to have others remember stories of my youth, then recite them to me when necessary. I have saved a few, but only a handful. Most of my memories started in college.
Korthal, I haven't forgotten your moonflower seeds~ they are ready to be picked and relocated :)
Hazel, I remember you in my prayers every day.
I'm thankful y'all are sharing your experiences of Sandy with us...a hurricane is something I have never witnessed in "real life" so your stories paint a picture for me.
Nachista, I haven't been able to check in every day so I am wondering if your trip with your dad was the best? I was praying that it was and that y'all made treasured memories.
Apple cider donuts? Never heard of such a thing...sounds amazing! My favorite apple cider concoction consists of cider, a little butter, honey (melon blossom honey from Marypbj's neighborhood), and rum. If it's not too late when I get in tonight, I'll make a batch for the sepia train...
Roady, you've been quiet today. Everything ok?
I spoke with a friend who lives inland from Chef Deb. They have been without power since 11 am yesterday. ChefDeb's town was evacuated, but I don't know if she was far enough inland to stay put. Lot's of wind, but not a fierce wind. More rain to come on the flip side of Sandy. My guess is we won't here from her for a few days unless she has a new Iphone. It is good she has family nearby. Someone to cook for as long as her can opener is not rusty and the sterno holds out.
Here from her, I could blame spell check. Would anyone buy into it? I will be at the chalk board writing (in cursive) It's "hear from her" and "here to there", nitwit. 500 time unless Miss Mooseloop lets me out for recess when the bell rings.
Miss Graygoose, Take your time. No pressure from my end. Can
you include a part for bassoon? I love that guy. Maybe a bassoon solo after Honk if you love Jesus. I think John
Prine is going to use a bassoon in his orchestral cut of In Spite of Ourselves, something like Mozart did here, only
countrified. I would like to beat him to it, but keep in mind…no pressure from
my end.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=60-JUrZUwIE
Is this going to be today's topic or is there a backdoor into a new topic that I'm not seeing?
Graygoose, it was a good trip, at times frustrating but well worth the effort. I have been posting about it on my blog, hopefully I'll be able to put up another post tonight since I don't have any massage clients scheduled and nothing else to do after work.
Dear paoloas, GOOD! I am glad you aren't bailing and leaving. Currently there is one foot of snow on the deck and more is coming down. Wind blew all night, and the window screens are full of snow. Am thankful for a roof overhead, a warm, dry, safe, and clean doggie curled in front of the heater, and coffee in the pot. If the power goes out, the refrigerator will be emptied and put out in the snow. The neighbor children are sledding in their backyard while wearing their Halloween masks. Good laugh.
Good morning ..... Early afternoon, to you Hazel. I'm still thinking about the 'shovel fry up' and the steam roller you caprained from yesterday and still smiling about it. There is magic like that all around us if we allow ourselves to see/experience it. Methinks you have great skills in that area.
This song came drifting out of my memory warehouse this morning 'cos I forgot to latch the door closed yesterday and is one of my favorites and on topic for yesterday and so far today. Hope you like it too...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LIeLeIwwpHc&feature=youtube_gdata_player
Peace out
Holy cow! What a storm. Here in Milwaukee we're only getting surf on Lake Michigan and some wind. My siblings all live out east and most are without power. Fortunately, the ones without power purchased generators over the last few years, so are warm and dry. I have a brother near Princeton; he has no cable or internet except what he can get on his smart phone. He says the highways are nearly impassable (his son had gone out earlier today to check things out), no gas stations, stores--nothing is open. He has enough gas to run his generators for about 24 hours, so is taking it easy and turning it off during the day. He has his wife and sons and future daughter in law all with him, whiskey and wine in the basement, so all is good. My other sibling without power is happy because she has cable tv and a generator keeping her freezer running. She always loses power and is tired of throwing all her food away. She says it's the worst she has ever seen. Trees are down everywhere. There wasn't much rain in NJ where they are, just wind. My other brother lost power for about 6 hours, but it came back, but now he is going to purchase a generator too. I don't think we're going to get a new topic today. I am worried about Chef Deb--what a mess!
Peter Lake--thanks for the tune. I love Harry Nilsson.
Mooseloop, I memorized the Gettysburg address but it must have been after the brain sponge started drying up because I no longer can recite it. Maybe I've retained the Walrus and the Carpenter because I like it so much and recite it (to myself) regularly. I also can recite The Owl and the Pussycat. I think you gave me the answer though. You have to practice once in awhile to retain it. Perhaps I'll re-learn the Gettysburg address because it is a powerful speech. The other one I want to commit to memory is the speech of the three witches from Macbeth. I used to know that one too, Double double toil and trouble, fire burn and cauldron bubble...
http://youtu.be/oBuPQgV8yBM If someone posted this I apologize but no one had a memory like Barney Fife. Andy Griffith continues to be missed on my walks down memory lane. Civics! Why don't they teach Civics in those darn schools?
Tommy Typical ~ I doubt that any of these young whippersnappers with us on the Eye today even remember who Barney Fife and Andy Griffith are. Not to mention something as ancient as the Constitution of these United States. Why, goodness gracious, I don't think there could be more than two maybe three congress persons who remember the document. Do you think we can hit a C note if we keep running this page all day? I am trying to stir up some controversy here, but it doesn't seem we have a very controversial group in play today. If Miss Blue were here I'd roll a petard or two down the planks. The page count remeinds me of the Oregon Colorado game last Saturday, the score was 56-0 at the half and Colorado came back in the second half to match Oregon's (girl's team) 14 points, the final being 70-14 (I did the math). I don't think we are going to have a stong second half today, unless someone Berts prolifically. The C note seems far distant even if they don't turn the page.
Tommy,
There is TOO much to teach in the schools now. I wish I had time to teach science and social studies properly, but I do not. On top of everything else we must teach, they are now requiring 90 minutes of student use per week of a website they purchased for $1 million. We are being monitored for this site usage, and are under pressure to make sure they get in the 90 minutes. This is in addition to reading, spelling, grammar, writing, math, social studies, and science, physical education/music/lunch/recess that must be taught daily.
There is so much to cover in order to meet the state standards, and it sounds as though they will learn incdentially. We are creating jack of all trades, and masters of none.
I used to hear others "complain" about there being too much material and not enough time. I thought they were only whining, but now I am in the thick of it, and understand the complaint was real and not whining.
The students deserve to be taught civics and history, but there is no time. . . .
I realize your question was rhetorical, but thought it could be answered.
It really wasn't to bad where I am in Ocean City. The building didn't even shake. 7.1" of rain, some wind. That was it. I was worried about the canal going over the bulhead with the storm surge, full moon and high tide, lucked out there too. Where I am it's 6 feet above high tide on the ground and then I'm up at least another 6 feet above ground.I had to drive a friend to the ariport this AM. About 30 miles. Trees were down on route 50 but off the road. That went smoothly and the plane took off on time.
Here's me! Mom had her first Ambulette ride today. New wheelchair,new ramp down front steps,new Dr....Sheesh! (that's a technical term). Now, as far as those in the village that have lost power, but still have cooking gas; make the best stew you ever had from the things i your freezer that would go bad if left to thaw,unused. Cooked food will survive well,and stews can be kept warm,to preserve 'just cooked' quality,and judicious addition of water, will keep them from spoiling. If it gets colder than 38degrees outside, food will be fine in jars and covered vessels,on a window sill. Soups on!! Egg drop!! can last all afternoon! Quiche,too!
SR- point taken. Ms T spends many hours preparing her 3rd Grade Braintrust for standardized tests. I once roughed in a farsical story about a modern southern belle who had two cyber lovers that she courted through saucy emails entitled "Gone with the Send". She loved Rhetoric Butler more than the pompous Assley Bilkes a banker who fleeced the unsuspecting. I may revive the story if I can remember to do it. So that's what that string was for?
Korthal, so glad you are ok! Be safe!
I feel prepared for surviving without power for several days, if that should happen in my area, but I probably shouldn't feel that way. The reason why I feel ok is that I have several dozen MREs that my ex refused to take with him when he moved out. They are probably still good but if comes down to it, I don't think I want to have to live on them in a pinch. I have enough to last me about a month.
p- I go for the Ben Franklin even if I must become like the eYe poster with the multiple personality disorder or dissociative identity disorder or whatever it's called as my memory escapes me- Sybil I believe it was...
RoadYacht ~ Doctor Sheesh sounds like a good pen name for an author of a series of self help books and run on sentences.
Miss Nachista ~ Who needs MREs when you have a stash of apple cider donuts? The donuts are at least three food groups in one and can be used as ammo or a life preserver on the Great Salt Lake when they go stale.
Both my sisters and their families are on the east coast. One in DC and the other in Princeton. This is the worst they can remember, so they're hunkered down. They still have power...well, as of Monday evening. It's hard for me to imagine as, like nachista, the weather here is 70 and sunny. Couldn't be any nicer, but I do remember in the far reaches of my memory, battening down the shutters of our house in Coconut Grove back in the 60s...so I have experienced a hurricane up close, though nothing on the scale of Sandy.
Silly Paolos you don't need a life preserver on the great salt lake, you just float!
This time last week the temperature was 78 degrees, and I was wearing sandals. Today, 23 inches of snow on the deck. Strange, that.
we have a sky full of clouds, the likes of which I have never seen. And I watch clouds often. I believe they are the remnants of Sandy.
As a lifelong member of the Tommy Typical Polar Bear and Retro Streaking Club, my favorite memory was running barefoot and barechested into the Cosmo Health Spa in Nashville after a roll in the snow dressed only in my Mark Spitz Olympic Speedos; in the mid 70's after a snowstorm and plunging temps outdoor escapade and upon entering running toward the spa in the back. The girl at the front desk unfazed by the shear absurdity chased me down and made me sign in. Paperwork over popsicle toes and iced T. That memory sticks with me like white on rice.
If no one else is going to pick up the Ben Franklin, I will. It has een a quarter till C note now for 30 seconds. Someone has got to pay attention to these thresholds. Si, Miss N, but one would surely be hungry enough floating for days
on the GSL that even a stale ACD would taste better than an MRE. I'd
call that a life preserver. Given those circumstances.
bHow did that get down here?
I'm done.
I'm a lttle west of RY and so far Sandy has just blown hard enough to clear my trees and lawn of leaves, make some traffic lights dance, and as Ry pointed out, filled the sky with a seemingly thin layer of swiftly moving clouds....
Thanks paolos for the Mr Wu song - it's been on my mind all day. Tired, me - time to slither under the duvet.
And we managed 100+
Paolos - Your posts always make me smile.
Good Night Village, maybe we'll have a new topic tomorrow...
You KNOW you'll wake up, and sneak down for a little snack of the 'left overs', just like on Turkey Day, and we'll be here. That's right, we're left overs from yesterday's feast
It could stay the same subject forever and I'd still come back... I like leftovers!
Greetings: I was going to say something...but I forget. Happens all the time.
Photos of Hurricane Sandy
http://www.buzzfeed.com/donnad/eerie-deserted-photos-ahead-of-hurricane-sandy
Capt. Nemo, we didn't forget you. Glad to gear you after the storm. Hope all is well with the crew.
KORTHAL................so glad that you are okay.....yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CHEFD.................PLEASE POP IN & LET US KNOW YOU ARE FINE, PLEASE. I WILL E-MAIL YOU W/ MY PHONE NUMBER. IF ANYONE HEARS FROM HER PLEASE POST HERE.
PAOLOS..............we all could do w/ a plate of NACHISTA'S cider donuts...............
Good morninnng everybody. I've been thinking about all those people with no electicity and espeially the ones who have to tackle the nasty, smelly job of cleeaning up. And the palaver of filling in insurance claims. How difficult will it be to hire pumps, wet vacs and dehumidifiers? My only personal experience of flood was confined to one room in my house with a burst radiator pipe and that was bad enough.
Good day, Hazel, and best wishes for speedy recovery! Good afternoon to Spring Fragrance as well, and good morning to those of you that are from The Colonies. I'll check in later, and see if we have solved the Mystery of the Missing Topic. John Peterman and his company, to the best of my recollection, are from Lexington, Kentucky.....but only he knows the true identity of the REAL topic author & moderator. If it's someone from the Northeast in the States, that would perhaps account for the delay (flooding, snow, havoc). Meanwhile everyone be safe!!!
Good day, Hazel, and best wishes for speedy recovery! Good afternoon to Spring Fragrance as well, and good morning to those of you that are from The Colonies. I'll check in later, and see if we have solved the Mystery of the Missing Topic. John Peterman and his company, to the best of my recollection, are from Lexington, Kentucky.....but only he knows the true identity of the REAL topic author & moderator. If it's someone from the Northeast in the States, that would perhaps account for the delay (flooding, snow, havoc). Meanwhile everyone be safe!!!
Whoever the true moderator of this site is, he/she does an excellent job. I do not post often, but I enjoy reading the topics. They are very interesting and thought provoking. Those of you who contribute are great people, kind, and respectful. It's amazing how well everyone gets along.
G'morning Bebe, Hazel and Bert! Oh what a night... we have up to date coverag here and it was just awful watching the devastation. Yet, one can't help being awed by the sheer power of it all. Glad you are okay Korthal and Capt Nept.
I hope ChefDeb and Julia are too
RY, glad your mum's getting new wheels! Hazel, big hug...
Bert dear, You Berted.
Did I hear Blue plate R Y ?
And food as a topic is never out of fashion.
Not too much worse for the wear here, but there have been
over 100 homes lost on ESVA.
https://www.facebook.com/groups/ESVASandyCleanup/372796772808615/?ref=notif¬if_t=group_comment_reply#!/groups/238075359655302/
A few pics from ESVA... if you haven't seen enough misery.
oops, wrong link..lol https://www.facebook.com/groups/ESVASandyCleanup/372796772808615/?ref=notif¬if_t=group_comment_reply#!/groups/238075359655302/ back to basement cleanup.
IT'S PETARD TIME!!!! We have had, blue skies, blue cheese, blue waters, blue collar, blue plate, out of the blue and here she is! I'm going to toss a few petards to celebrate. It's good to know you are safe and well, Miss Blue.
Good morning everybody! Storms do crazy things. Sharks swimming in back yards, boats laying on railroad tracks, Christie thanking Obama for a job well done. Is this the end of the world?
Nice to see you too paolos.
MISS BLUE......................so good to hear your voice. I trust all is well in YOUR home? I do hope so. Please come back, your voice is a breath of fresh air.......................