There were two sets of TVs on at the health club today. One group aired CNN, and the others showed Home Improvement. As I switched my attention back and forth between the sitcom and the Congressional vote on the bail out, it occurred to me that I could not remember Tim Taylor's real name. His "wife" was played by Patricia Richardson, I knew that. But I could not remember Tim! I could recall that he was the voice of Buzz Lightyear, that he wrote a book with a title about standing next to a naked man, that he'd done time for coke before he became famous.
It was making me crazy! Not because I care -- I don't believe I've seen an entire episode of Home Improvement from start to finish -- but because I could not remember his name! This went on for about 10 highly-distracted minutes. Then, as I left the cardio area of the club and headed toward the machines, "Tim ALLEN" popped into my head.
Oh well, I feel better for the physical exercise, and I got to move my excercycler (bottom of the page).
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Tip of the tongue syndrome.
ReplyDeleteAh … this kind of thing happens to me all too often these days ;--)
ReplyDeleteHugs and blessings,