Where did it go?

About five minutes ago I had a post idea. I would not say, "My best post" or even "A really good idea" but none the less an idea that I had and I was semi excited about blogging. So as I strode to the restroom and back, I had a conversation with a co-worker about the arcane computer punch cards (Do Not Fold, Bend, Spindle or Mutilate) then sat back down to write down my ideas.

The lesser of the two, tomorrows post actually, was written on my Post-It scrap, and then...Nothing. It was gone. What happened to todays post? In the span of about six minutes time todays post has sailed straight out of my head. I presumed that this was due to the engaging conversation of computing antiquities and that it would soon float back into it's rightful place below tomorrows post on my yellowish sticky pad. Still nothing.

Which begs the question what happened to the thought? We all lose thoughts from time to time and over the course of a lifetime must just accept that the brain is a bowl. I mean to say that it seems to me regardless of all the scientific study that says 'You only use 10% of your brain" and "You retain everything you've ever heard" we are just plain old stupid.

As far as I can tell my brain is not the veritable fortress for thought as the folks in these experiments seem to think it is. My brain is a finite bowl and a shallow one at that. It seems that someone is running around town with my shallow brain bowl and slopping the contents out continually on the street.

There are some days it feels more like a teaspoon even. Like it can't seem to hold anything except random facts about outdated network architecture and old company IP addresses. Apparently these things, which I'll never need to recall, have taken up all the room and new data cannot be stored for more than about 51/2 minutes without spilling over.

I imagine there is a gigantic repository someplace of all the misplaced knowledge from centuries of teaspoon brains rotting away. Stuff like how to solve world hunger, wipe out all known diseases and your great-grandmothers award winning recipe for apple dumplings. This of course has been replaced my more useful stuff like the number for the local pizza delivery place and who was the winner of the Heisman Trophy for the last forty five years running.