I don’t have much work to do today, so when I was creating my to do list this morning, I included two items that relate to a personal writing project I have going, on which my progress has been limited (and crappy). I didn’t get much sleep last night (featured nightmare: a screaming argument with my mom over my insistence on taking a multi-vitamin) and my mind has been fluttering about all day, resisting every attempt to reign it in. It’s probably just as well, because I’m pretty sure anything I could churn out at this point wouldn’t be considered an improvement.
Case in point: I just told someone I had the attention span of a goldfish today. And then subsequently remembered that it’s the memory of a goldfish that is short, not its attention span, which means my metaphor is both lazy and inaccurate. Perhaps a comparison to a 4-year-old with a belly full of Red Dye #5 would be more apt? A teenager with a new cell phone and an unlimited texting package? A mustachioed philanderer in the throes of a midlife crisis? Elizabeth Taylor, circa 1950-1996?
These awful metaphors doing anything for anyone?
March 4th, 2009 at 10:48 pm
So glad I chose not to correct you on the goldfish thing.
March 6th, 2009 at 12:05 pm
I was pretty surprised that one didn’t get a comment from you at the time.
March 13th, 2009 at 4:00 pm
Hey, do you mean “Wait a second… a castle!”? That is one of my favourite jokes of all time. In fact, when people say “Wait a second…” (to think about something) I can hardly contain the impulse to shout “a castle!” Listen for it next time.
March 13th, 2009 at 4:17 pm
I don’t think I’ve ever heard that joke!