No, I’m not going to talk about that film with Steve Martin in it though it is funny and has some great lines in it such as when Delores Benedict says “What are those assholes doing on the porch?” and Dr. Hfuuhruhurr laughs and replies “Those aren’t assholes, it’s pronounced azaleas…”
No, I’m not going to talk about that at all, instead I’m going to talk about how life is so complicated now that my own brain doesn’t have the capacity to process everything I want it to at any one time. There was a time when one brain was enough but that was then and this is now.
What I need is to have two brains, one for work and one for play, or one for listening with and one for processing information. I need to be threaded or multi-cored. I need to be able to run multiple applications at any one time but I can’t.
The problem is that I don’t seem to be able to switch off. There is always something going on at the back of my head. I’m either trying to think of some apparently intractable problem or rehearsing some great presentation that I’m going to make (I have to rehearse them a lot because I’m not that great). Of course the obvious answer would be simply to stop messing about, switch off and concentrate on the very thing that I have in front of me, a friend, a book, the television or just some beautiful view. I should try living in the now.
But come on, life isn’t that simple, I haven’t got that much time left and there are still a lot of things for me to do. Life is too interesting to have only one brain to work on all of its puzzles. I’ve got at least sixty hours of television saved on Sky+ including the whole of the latest series of ‘Game of Thrones’ and my book case is stuffed with unread volumes. I have five books on the go at the moment and I can’t cope. Then there are all the things that are happening at work and all the interesting conversations that I would like to participate in and the jobs around the house and loads of interesting blogs to get my teeth into. And speaking of teeth I would love to be able to cook better, in fact I would love to be able to cook. Don’t forget all of those interesting nagging questions that I would like to ponder on such as did Romans really not have wheel barrows.
As you can see, there is a lot going on underneath my hat and I really could make use of at least one more brain.