I remember that I laughed at her hilarious take on how as women approach a certain age, they start to lose nouns.
I can't remember with certainty what the name of the show was.
She described the Jedi mind tricks your brain plays on you:
You find yourself at the dinner table struggling to get out can you pass me the clear shaky thing with the white seasoning crystals when all you really want to say is pass the salt.
Sandra did assure everyone that the nouns do eventually return to you, their rightful owner.
I've lost a few nouns lately. Does her theory apply to men too then? Well, if it's happened to me, it must be so.
Waving my hands around while I talk buys me a little time and usually the word I need appears on the end of my fingertips. From there I flick it into my mouth so it can pop back out at the moment just before embarassment rears.
Something else I've forgotten to do lately is give a shit about anything. So, I'm going to wave my hands around, hope that the nouns continue to issue forth and soldier on. I'm so brave.
The show was called Wit’s End, that's it.