Posted by Jenn Thorson at 7:31 AM Labels: brain farts, forgetting, lost items, lost socks, missing pens, where do missing things go
The idea was there, then gone. Somewhere between "Hey, that would make a good a blog post" and "Oooh, look! The coffee's done! Slurp!" the idea had just enough time to make a clean getaway.
Which got me wondering, exactly where do these ideas go when they vanish like that?
Well, extensive in-depth research— okay, maybe five seconds on Google, though with some really canny search-term jockeying— revealed the truth, which I will share with you today.
Forgotten ideas go to Evernon.
Evernon, for those who don't have a map handy, is not in any specific spot, really, but it's located just a little to the left of everywhere. You can get there by grabbing a piece of paper and a pencil and then drawing a blank. But that's actually a lot harder than it looks.
You can also get there via a few known portals.
A popular portal to Evernon is located along the Washington DC. beltway. Who doesn't know someone who's gotten lost there at one point or another-- only to find themselves suddenly, mysteriously, intersecting the turn-off they need with no real idea of where they went wrong, or how they got back on track?
Another path to Evernon lies in the suburbs of Pittsburgh, connected to Old Babcock Road, New Babcock Road, North Babcock Boulevard, Babcock the Middle, and Formerly Known as a Babcock but Now Call Me "Jeff" Lane.
If you have an area in your hometown where you inevitably get turned around, disoriented and lost, that is very likely an on-ramp to Evernon.
Now you know.
Evernon contains a number of different towns and it is the place where all missing things go.
In these rolling hills, dales, valleys and laundromats, you will find all of those AWOL socks from your laundry basket.
You might discover that pen you were sure you had in your pocket but which seemed to have vanished into thin air.
You'll find all the calories manufacturers remove from foodstuffs in order to make them "Light," "Fit," or "Fat-Free."
You'll find sections containing those hours you lost during that particularly good party...
The hair you recall having but which seems to have vacated for more fertile pastures...
And the weight you worked off with that special all-pimiento diet last year.
As evidenced by that last point-- and your regained 10 pounds-- the portal to the areas around Evernon is, in-fact, two-way.
So, I still have hope that my lost idea may come back to me someday. In the meantime, I seem to have misplaced my post ending, but I did find a lost sock.
Ah, well. It doesn't pay to get greedy.