Arcade games and the SATs
In one of my favorite tv shows of all time, News Radio, the very smart hyper prepared Lisa Miller can't do a word jumble. She wonders if she is losing her smarts:
Lisa Miller: Well, it's finally happened.
Dave: What?
Lisa Miller: I'm becoming stupid.
Dave: You don't say?
Lisa Miller: The brain starts to deteriorate after age thirty.
Dave: Where did you hear that?
Lisa Miller: I don't remember... See? See?
Her solution is to eventually retake the SATs to prove to herself she is not stupid. The episode also involves arcade games and a sandwich machine...but I digress. Ever since I had the fourth kid or the "I turned forty, wow even", I have been noticing leakage. My brain is just weird. I'll be talking to the kids and lose my train of thought. I am not in the middle of a college lecture. Nope, it is more like "how did that sucker get on my butt. We really have to.....what was I saying?"
I recently read a story (fiction) about a famous professor who slowly slips into Alzheimers. She starts forgetting words, simple enough. Later, she gets lost running. I'll tell you when that happens next year. My husband thinks I am joking. I have told him I deeply love him and get a home when I start forgetting where the bathroom is. But to remedy it, I have thought about taking a Calculus class. I am SOOOO rational.
Lisa Miller: Well, it's finally happened.
Dave: What?
Lisa Miller: I'm becoming stupid.
Dave: You don't say?
Lisa Miller: The brain starts to deteriorate after age thirty.
Dave: Where did you hear that?
Lisa Miller: I don't remember... See? See?
Her solution is to eventually retake the SATs to prove to herself she is not stupid. The episode also involves arcade games and a sandwich machine...but I digress. Ever since I had the fourth kid or the "I turned forty, wow even", I have been noticing leakage. My brain is just weird. I'll be talking to the kids and lose my train of thought. I am not in the middle of a college lecture. Nope, it is more like "how did that sucker get on my butt. We really have to.....what was I saying?"
I recently read a story (fiction) about a famous professor who slowly slips into Alzheimers. She starts forgetting words, simple enough. Later, she gets lost running. I'll tell you when that happens next year. My husband thinks I am joking. I have told him I deeply love him and get a home when I start forgetting where the bathroom is. But to remedy it, I have thought about taking a Calculus class. I am SOOOO rational.
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