Peek-a-Boo with the Fish

Peek-a-Boo with the Fish

My grandmother used to climb into the lake in her bathing suit with a ruffled skirt.  She would take two or three steps away from the dock and then wait, standing still.  Before long, she would shriek—“it bit me”—and dash up the ladder back to the dock. After she...
Looking Good, Baby!  Flex that Neocortex!

Looking Good, Baby! Flex that Neocortex!

I like to get to the gym early to flex my neocortex and dash through a few corpus callosum sprints.  I preen and watch my cingulate gyrus stretch in the floor-to-ceiling mirrors. Then it’s interval training: hippocampus, occipital lobe, and amygdala—ten reps each.  I...
What’s Half of Eight?

What’s Half of Eight?

It’s game day… with a twist. Games are everywhere, including websites that purport to “train your brain.”  Games are employed in divergent thinking tests to “measure” your creativity.  As I have argued in earlier blogs, you can use games to train your brain if you...
Utter Crap

Utter Crap

On a platform at the front of the hall was a school teacher’s desk, a single chair, a strip of carpet and a single-pole coat stand.  Like eager rock fans, we were student writers waiting in the summer heat to hear the great writer read. Finally, he slouched into the...