Monkey, monkey, underpants

A few Saturdays ago, I proctored the SAT. Let me tell you, it's really not exciting watching kids take a test for four hours. So I remembered when Kara did this train of thought exercise thing, which went a little like this:

"Knock knife knee know Vikings. Helmet. Head. Armor. Chainmail. Spear. Suckling pig. Boat. T Payne. SNL skits. Sarah Palin. Elections. Obama. White house. Green fountain. St. Patrick’s day. Washington D.C.. Orchestra. Viola. Thomas Tallis. Fantasia. Walt Disney. Sleeping Beauty. Tchaikowsky. Russia. Crime and Punishment. Raskolnikov. Mental illness. Shostakovitch. Suicide note. Dissonance. Goosebumps. Nickleodeon. Slime. Green. Easter. Eggs. Bunnies. Viagra. Creepy old men. 30 year age difference. Gold diggers. Breast augmentation. Victoria’s Secret. Lip gloss. Sticky. Gum. Peanut butter. Resse’s. scientist. Archaelogist. Indiana Jones. Crystal skull. Shia Labeouf. Eagle Eye. GPS lady. Britain. London. Buckingham Palace. Bear skin hats. Lodges. Cabins. Ski trips. Snow. Utah. Mormons. College. Leaving. Suitcase. Baggage claim. Conveyor belts. 102 Dalmations. Cake. Chocolate. Frosting. Sprinkles. The Office. NBC. “That’s what she said.” Nathan Keefer. “What an idiot.” Leo. 6.0 GPA. Top 1%- scholarships. Broadcasting journalism. Fox news. Republican. Conservative. Liberal sister. Global warming. 70’s “ice age!” mom. Dad. JFK. Dallas. Lakehouse. Grandma’s house. Green pool. Turtles. Frogs. Miniatures. Bears. Candy. Rollos. Liquer cabinet. Green Menthe. Wicked. Broadway. Spamalot. “I’m not dead yet.” Jenny Grundberg. Funerals. Flowers. New Years Eve. Sparklers. Dances. Jeffrey. Flappers. Mobsters. Johnny Gun’s. Chicago."

Which then lead me to Lorelai's rambling, and I know we don't generally post the whole reference of the entry title, cause, I mean, if you don't get the reference, you're obviously not cool enough to get the reference, but it was just too good. I couldn't not share it. So, here we go:

"My brain is a wild jungle full of scary gibberish. I'm writing a letter, I can't write a letter, why can't I write a letter? I'm wearing a green dress, I wish I was wearing my blue dress, my blue dress is at the cleaners. The Germans wore gray, you wore blue, 'Casablanca' is such a good movie. Casablanca, the White House, Bush. Why don't I drive a hybrid car? I should really drive a hybrid car. I should really take my bicycle to work. Bicycle, unicycle, unitard. Hockey puck, rattlesnake, monkey, monkey, underpants."

And all of this is to lead up to what my squishy brain came up with:

SAT, college, relief, real world, suckage, grad school, GRE, math, algebra, Danica McKellar, The Wonder Years, The Princess Bride, Anybody want a peanut, Charlie Brown, Snoopy and Woodstock, Kelly Kapour, The Office, hilarity, misadventures in driving, escaping from a mormon dance out a window, boy moose, Anne Hathaway, Jake Gylenhaal, Taylor Swift, seriously? Grey's Anatomy, addiction, Gilmore Girls, Lauren Graham, my kind of crackhead, crack is whack, whatever happened to Whitney Houston?, Houston, crazy New Yorkers (House-ton), Empire State Building, King Kong was here, silly little sister, BYU, college democrats, Barack is my home boy, may have to change my political affiliations after seeing someone from my home ward at the BYU democrats table, can't vote for Palin, Halloween, Pac Man, Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World, bread makes you fat, Kara's dream where butter had no calories, Paula Dean, Miss Piggy, so excited for the next Muppet movie, crap, gotta focus on these kids taking the SAT.

My brain may not have come up with "monkey monkey underpants", but I think it was pretty entertaining anyway.

Things just get stuck in my brain.

I swear I had something really awesome and funny to blog about. It was going to be great. You were gonna love it.

I now I have absolutely no recollection of what it was.

I remember where I was standing, and what book I was holding, which is not the book I bought.

I just have no idea what it was.

Maybe someday it will resurface. But I doubt it. I think it's lost, with that one piece of my soul that you killed, and whatever it was that we judged that day.