{"id":4870,"date":"2012-01-06T21:05:39","date_gmt":"2012-01-07T02:05:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/?p=4870"},"modified":"2012-01-06T21:05:39","modified_gmt":"2012-01-07T02:05:39","slug":"there-is-a-curse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/?p=4870","title":{"rendered":"There is a curse"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>associated with a memory like mine. <\/p>\n<p>Like, I can remember with perfect clarity, the last time I saw my father outside a casket, on a stainless slab at St James Hospital. I can remember the way it felt the first time someone kicked me hard in the nads. I can remember in exquisite detail walking in on my ex-inlaws in flagrante delicto. <\/p>\n<p>There are a million of those memories I would love to have an erase button for; Most of the time my piss poor retrieval system protects me from the worst of them, but sometimes something triggers the old synapses and a creature climbs out of the old memory hole and assails me with it&#8217;s obscene clarity. <\/p>\n<p>I someties wince at those old moments that come out, but most of the time I can get some stupid song stuck in my head and drive the rest of the crap out. <\/p>\n<p>On the other hand, I can remember when the nurse put my infant daughter in my arms for the first time, and the memory is far better than any picture. I can see the dirt on her little shoes as she squishes beans into the indiana loam for the first time at six. I can see the flush in her face as she wins her first fencing match. I remember the smile on her face when she graduated 8th grade and the church had a bat loose inside making everyone giggle. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll happily take the bad with the good. If i live long enough to develop Dementia, I figure I can make ten good years on the good memories alone. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>associated with a memory like mine. Like, I can remember with perfect clarity, the last time I saw my father outside a casket, on a stainless slab at St James Hospital. I can remember the way it felt the first time someone kicked me hard in the nads. I can remember in exquisite detail walking [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4870","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4870"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4870"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4870\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4870"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4870"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neanderpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4870"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}