[I'll write about running again on Monday. I promise.]
Dr. Oliver Sacks wrote in one of his books about giving a lecture on how the brain does some function using visual memory. After the lecture, a man came up to him and said it was a nice theory, but couldn't be true, because he had no mental memory. Sacks thought that that was impossible until reminded that people born blind function without it. He not only had to admit he was wrong, but he'd discovered a man with a neurological defect he'd never even heard of which apparently had no effect - the man was a surgeon who led a completely normal life.
I have no visual memory. It's not known how common that defect is, but I didn't even realize I had the problem until I read about it. It usually has no consequences - I can describe something visually as well as anyone (such as in my race reports), but rather than picturing it and describing the image, I'm listing remembered facts about what it looks like. It does, however, occasionally lead to odd situations. For example, I saw a store had a linen sale and I decided to buy sheets, but I didn't know what color my bedroom was or what color the old sheets were - so I bought white, which I knew wouldn't clash.
One day, I was sitting in a cafe, reading, when I heard my girlfriend Lori's voice. I looked up and saw a stranger standing in front of me. She said - in Lori's voice - "I cut my hair." She thought I hadn't noticed, but the problem was I really didn't recognize her; I had to make the mental change of "my girlfriend has long mousy brown hair" to "my girlfriend has short blond hair."
Not being able to pick a loved one out of a crowd is a problem!
There's three ways to deal with that problem. 1) Date someone who doesn't mind that she might have to say something before you know who she is, even after you've been dating for years. 2) Arrange your life so these situations don't happen very often. 3) Date someone who can be easily identified. This third way is why "short skinny redhead" is the dating perfecta for me - all three descriptors are unusual, but acceptable. So, not intentionally, I have a "type."
Consider the alternatives:
Definitely! Ilsa Paulson was who started this thought train on a different blog. Yes, she could be mistaken for my (grand) daughter, but short and skinny works for me.
I think not. For one thing, she probably looks exactly like everyone else she knows.
Been there, done that. Hope I know better now.
Hope you weren't eating when you read this!
Sunday Night Musings
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