I’m famous.
Well, at least quoted.
Okay, not famous, but quoted once.
Maybe I should explain . . .
You know those pithy sayings that people spout?
Things like:
The pun is mightier than the word.
The road to success is always under construction.
All my life I've always wanted to be somebody. But I see now I should have been more specific.
When I was a boy I was often told that anybody could become president. I'm beginning to believe it.
I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it.
Attempt to get a new car for your spouse—it'll be a great trade.
I said "no" to drugs, but they just wouldn't listen.
Hypochondria is the only disease I haven't got.
Every day is a gift, that's why they call it the present.
Good judgment comes from experience and experience ... well, that comes from poor judgment.
Just because your doctor has a name for your condition doesn't mean he knows what it is.
There is always light at the end of the tunnel - if there isn't, it's not a tunnel ...
And
No pain, no gain.
It was this last that, in 1983, I changed to suit my own purposes. My version: No brain, no pain.
Okay, yes others have said it, but I swear I'd never heard it when I came up with it.
I said it a lot—especially to my kids (and me) whenever we bumped or stubbed or fell.
My saying was picked up.
And repeated . . .
My good friend, Kelly, was preparing chicken for supper. She had bought a whole bird and was busily cutting it into pieces to fry.
This requires a knife—preferably sharp—which she had.
And finesse. Which came and went.
She was ready to separate a wing from the body. Had set the knife just so. And pressed down. Hard.
The knife slipped.
And caught her innocent bystander of a finger instead.
The blade nearly severed it.
Yes, I know. Horrible.
But now comes the part in between the injury and the medical care.
The part where she grabbed her finger in a tight grip and did the dance of pain around the kitchen.
Accompanied by the words: “I have a brain! I have a brain! I have a brain!”
Later, with her poor hand cozily wrapped, she told me, “All I could think was ‘No brain, no pain.”
See? Famous.
See? Famous.
Famous indeed.
ReplyDeleteI grew up hearing 'no sense, no feeling' but like yours better.
Never heard that one, now you know I'm going to use it. I'll try to give you credit.
ReplyDeleteYour poor friend, I could feel her pain, brain or not.
I've never heard your saying before, nor EC's, but I'll comfort myself with both of them the next time I hurt myself, and it WILL happen :)
ReplyDeleteIt's a new one on me, i'm going to say i heard it here first.
ReplyDeleteOh, ouch! repeat, repeat.
ReplyDeleteI sever chicken pieces with a large cleaver, position just so, then press down hard with my hand pressing on the back of the blade so all fingers are safely out of harm's way. Still, I'm glad her finger wasn't completely severed.