{"id":223,"date":"2006-05-10T10:05:20","date_gmt":"2006-05-10T09:05:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/?p=223"},"modified":"2006-12-05T15:10:38","modified_gmt":"2006-12-05T15:10:38","slug":"pete-vs-brain-cells","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/2006\/05\/10\/pete-vs-brain-cells\/","title":{"rendered":"Pete vs Brain Cells"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It is very very late on a Tuesday night. Karen and I are lying in bed, in the dark. [Yellowphant][] is dozing, but he is the only one.<\/p>\n<p>[yellowphant]: http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/90973553@N00\/138390654\/<\/p>\n<p>Karen: *I&#8217;m hungry.*<\/p>\n<p>Me: *Hey, me too!*<\/p>\n<p>Karen: *Let&#8217;s eat!*<\/p>\n<p>We leapt out of bed and dashed down to the kitchen.<\/p>\n<p>Karen: *What shall we have?*<\/p>\n<p>Me: *What have we got?*<\/p>\n<p>Karen: *Jam!*<\/p>\n<p>Me: *Yay!*<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->Karen sliced up some bread while I grabbed the margarine and jam from the fridge. We formed a small production line, where I margarined the bread and Karen jammed it. This was all just too exciting.<\/p>\n<p>Me: *I&#8217;ve got an [earworm][]. Made Up Lovesong #43 from [From The Cliffs][]. I have to listen to it. The way I see it, we&#8217;ve got two options.*<\/p>\n<p>[from the cliffs]: http:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/exec\/obidos\/ASIN\/B000EHSY6Q\/<br \/>\n[earworm]: http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Earworm<\/p>\n<p>Karen: *Which are?*<\/p>\n<p>Me: *I can either go out to the car in my pyjamas and slippers to get the CD, or I can turn your computer on temporarily.*<\/p>\n<p>Karen: *Go and turn my computer on. I&#8217;ll finish up spreading this jam and I&#8217;ll be right up.*<\/p>\n<p>Me: *Yay!*<\/p>\n<p>At this point, things went a little downhill. I was so incredibly insanely excited at this point, that I skipped through the kitchen towards the stairs. Skipping in itself isn&#8217;t dangerous, but when you are over 6&#8242; tall, you should look out for doorways.<\/p>\n<p>The doorframe came down squarely on the top of my head. I heard a disturbing little ring, like someone had struck a very small bell inside my skull.<\/p>\n<p>Me: *Ow. Ow. Actually, it doesn&#8217;t hurt yet, but it will when the shock wears off, so I&#8217;m investing my ows up front.*<\/p>\n<p>Karen equipped me with a small ice pack while I clutched at the top of my head, moaning. But then I had jam and a very good Guillemots song to listen to on repeat, so life didn&#8217;t seem quite so bad anymore.<\/p>\n<p>Karen: *I was very worried when you started owing. I thought you&#8217;d broken your foot again.*<\/p>\n<p>We then took this opportunity to reminisce about some of my greater illnesses and maladies over the last few years, some of which are documented [on this site][] in a most interesting way, some of which are not ((including the terrifically uncomfortable toe-stubbing incident and the fantastically gory wisdom tooth extraction)).<\/p>\n<p>[on this site]: http:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/category\/iamowim<\/p>\n<p>This morning, the top of my head felt a little sore in the shower, but I don&#8217;t seem to have developed the phenomenal lump that seemed inevitable. Thanks heavens for ice packs, eh?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It is very very late on a Tuesday night. Karen and I are lying in bed, in the dark. [Yellowphant][] is dozing, but he is the only one. [yellowphant]: http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/90973553@N00\/138390654\/ Karen: *I&#8217;m hungry.* Me: *Hey, me too!* Karen: *Let&#8217;s eat!* We leapt out of bed and dashed down to the kitchen. Karen: *What shall we [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,30,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-223","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-iamowim","category-meander","category-music"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/223","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=223"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/223\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=223"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=223"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pete.nu\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=223"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}