".....cognitive lacunae." That's very interesting. Sponge bread. I was looking for that word, lacunae, lacunar; just about a week ago, in my head there, for to illustrate, to embellish the visual character of some brilliant synthesis herein for DAR. I could see 'em up there, those lacunae divits, that lacunar ceiling, as say the Pantheon; or my local cranium; but for the longest frustrating really frustrating ready-to-type-further minute I couldn't remember the name of the goddam things. Shit. That kind of thing really, really pisses me off; because I know what they are. I studied em for pete's sake. And it's not like I can shape them with my hands and Norton or MJ are going to know. (No rudeness intended.)
So now I know they're really cognitive lacunae.
For a fact.
It's pleasing, but I don't feel better.
And yah, that NyQuil woman's screech scared me every time. |
