recently I heard (in a lecture) the complete inverse, that what one does in that process is simply rehearsing and rehashing it to themselves and thus embedding it further within
Ever just suddenly cringe over something stupid or embarrassing you’ve done in your life?
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maxvintage
Poster Extraordinaire
Not more than every single day
Well, I win. As in, I also once beat the throw to first on a tapped grounder. So much so that the shortstop didn't even attempt the throw. Because I had run to third. My first time switching-hitting, so from the lefthanded batter's box....Whoa…haha. I thought this was just a friendly share sesh. I didn’t know we were going competition level!
Nah, not competing. I'm only my own kingdom's Biggest Fool....
staxman
Tele-Afflicted
I don't have the nerve to tell the really stupid, cringe worthy things I've done, so I'll stick with a more lighthearted, funny story. In 1985, I was a young staff sergeant at Clark Air Base in the Philippines. Our squadron had just received a new commander-- a "full bird" Colonel (big deal in the Air Force) by the name of Col. Zuchetti. This guy was no-nonsense, dour and scared the bejesus out of anybody junior in rank to him (think of the movie "The Great Santini"). Anyway, the protocol was to have someone give an introductory speech for the new commander at his first squadron formation--basically a bio that made the dude sound like he walked on water. As fate would have it, yours truly got roped into the task. I have always been mortified of formal public speaking, but my boss said, "I want you to get the experience, Sgt. Staxman. You'll be fine." So, I dutifully wrote up this grand, laudatory bio introduction and practiced it until I had it down. I pre-gamed it for my boss in his office and he was pleased. He said, "This guy has the biggest ego you've ever seen--he'll LOVE it!"
Morning of my speech, Colonel Zuchetti and I are standing alone together in front of the squadron. My insides feel like jelly and I could feel a slight quiver in my knees. In spite of my inner terror, I muster up all my internal fortitude and begin to give the detailed, complimentary history of the Colonel standing smugly next to me. Amazingly, it seemed to be going over well and in closing I proudly blurted out, in the grandest of Freudian slips, "...And without further ado, I'm honored to introduce: Colonel ZUCHINNI!!!" (as in the vegetable
) I didn't realize my slip until I heard the collective involuntary gasp from the audience. I looked confused at my boss who was helplessly shaking his head and silently mouthing the name, "ZU-CHET-TI" at me. Too late. The Colonel shoots me an icy sideways stare as if he wanted to slap me and snidely sneers, "It's Zuchetti." Talk about just wanting to disappear. At least I can chuckle about it now after all these years--but I still cringe
Morning of my speech, Colonel Zuchetti and I are standing alone together in front of the squadron. My insides feel like jelly and I could feel a slight quiver in my knees. In spite of my inner terror, I muster up all my internal fortitude and begin to give the detailed, complimentary history of the Colonel standing smugly next to me. Amazingly, it seemed to be going over well and in closing I proudly blurted out, in the grandest of Freudian slips, "...And without further ado, I'm honored to introduce: Colonel ZUCHINNI!!!" (as in the vegetable
) I didn't realize my slip until I heard the collective involuntary gasp from the audience. I looked confused at my boss who was helplessly shaking his head and silently mouthing the name, "ZU-CHET-TI" at me. Too late. The Colonel shoots me an icy sideways stare as if he wanted to slap me and snidely sneers, "It's Zuchetti." Talk about just wanting to disappear. At least I can chuckle about it now after all these years--but I still cringe
darkwaters
Friend of Leo's
Almost daily, but they will all remain locked in the caverns of my heart. 
Lone_Poor_Boy
Tele-Afflicted
"unintentionally." - Well... that's good.
bluesfordan
Friend of Leo's
OP - get outta my head. I go to a chiropractor from all the cringing and twinging I do every damn day. I was, er, ah ... am a real dumbass and have done a lot of incredibly stupid things.
edvard
Friend of Leo's
Well, the only way I can get a song stuck in my head to un-stick, I have to listen to the song in it's entirety. So there's that.
staxman
Tele-Afflicted
It’s the intentional unzipped fly that gets one in trouble most of the time.
bluesfordan
Friend of Leo's
Didn't Jim Morrison run into that problem once?It’s the intentional unzipped fly that gets one in trouble most of the time.
flyingbanana
Poster Extraordinaire
Ummm. My 22 year marriage. Took that long to realize she was a narcissistic person.
Chicago Matt
Friend of Leo's
Yes.
When I moved to Germany, I went to the local post office to get some stamps, only to realize after I walked into the place that I didn't know what to call stamps in German. So I stammered, I ummed, I uhhhhed, I meekly said "Schtampen?" and the lady at the counter looked at me like I was crazy.
I think she thought I was asking about mashed potatoes, but I won't go into the German lesson to explain that one.
In German, postage stamps are called Briefmarken, literally Lettermark, which makes sense. I learned that that day and never forgot it.
I think she thought I was asking about mashed potatoes, but I won't go into the German lesson to explain that one.
In German, postage stamps are called Briefmarken, literally Lettermark, which makes sense. I learned that that day and never forgot it.
I worked at a trucking company in the US, as a mechanic, but that's irrelevant.
I wanted to finish a roll of film so I could get it developed. Remember doing that? The trick was to just take photos with the lens covered, and you wouldn't get charged for them. I wish I had done that.
I told my buddy Chooch (nicknamed because he actually survived getting hit by a train) to pose for some pics so I could finish the roll.
He, well, he mooned me and I took three or four quick shots of the scenery.
Then just forgot about that when I asked my wife to pick up the pics at the grocery store.
There were pics in that batch that she wanted to see, so she opened the pack while waiting in line and when she got to the last prints, um, oh boy. I'm not sure how to describe the images. It wasn't just Chooch's fat moon front and center. There were dangly bits defining the vertical axis of the perfectly framed and lit photos.
She was not prepared for that. Neither was I. I bet Chooch still has those prints.
I wanted to finish a roll of film so I could get it developed. Remember doing that? The trick was to just take photos with the lens covered, and you wouldn't get charged for them. I wish I had done that.
I told my buddy Chooch (nicknamed because he actually survived getting hit by a train) to pose for some pics so I could finish the roll.
He, well, he mooned me and I took three or four quick shots of the scenery.
Then just forgot about that when I asked my wife to pick up the pics at the grocery store.
There were pics in that batch that she wanted to see, so she opened the pack while waiting in line and when she got to the last prints, um, oh boy. I'm not sure how to describe the images. It wasn't just Chooch's fat moon front and center. There were dangly bits defining the vertical axis of the perfectly framed and lit photos.
She was not prepared for that. Neither was I. I bet Chooch still has those prints.
Lone_Poor_Boy
Tele-Afflicted
Oddly enough, Iggy didn't. There's a live vid on YouTube of 'I Wanna Be Your Dog' and mid-song he's got his guitar slung on his back and his schlong just hanging full out. And he continues that way for some time. It's the one at 'Olympia'.
I'm here for the song, not the dong.
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You missed the opportunity to say "ye wouldn't want me trowsas ta fow down now wouldja?"
Lone_Poor_Boy
Tele-Afflicted
I instantly heard a song title in those three words, so I wrote some lyrics, and a simple song using E and A.
EVERY DAMN DAY - E
E
Every damn day.
A
Get up look in the mirror..... and then I say...
E
Every damn day.
A
Go out and see the kitchen mess I left that way...
E
Every damn day.
A
Get in the car and once again think that I'm doing ok,
E
Every damn day.
A
The police scanner once again is... calling my name.
E
Every damn day.
A
Sure hope I ain't going crazy or that I'm going insane
E
Every damn day.
A
Just another day in paradise, ain't any other way
E
Every damn day.
A
Get up look in the mirror..... and then I say...
It's every damn day.
