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Brain twitch

I am not dyslexic, and as far as I know, I don’t have Tourette syndrome. But sometimes my brain plays weird tricks on me.

Take this example: my boyfriend has a very good friend named Frank. He also has a very strange cat named Spiff. Frank doesn’t look like Spiff at all – in fact, Frank looks like the long lost twin of my ex-husband, but that’s a whole other story. Frank is a tall man with small glasses and a lovely balding head. Spiff has a lot of orange hair, and he loves to walk on the desk or on my boyfriend’s glasses. Frank is a soft-spoken and intelligent family man who is very knowledgeable in the subject of underground Canadian punk music of the seventies and eighties. Spiff is a silly cat who produces sounds that could sometimes be mistaken for punk music, but generally sound like he desperately needs to be fed. Even when his bowl is full.

For some very odd reason, every time I want to talk about Frank to my boyfriend, the name « Spiff » comes out of my mouth. And every time I want to yell at my boyfriend’s cat, I tell him to « shut up, Frank! ». My boyfriend is patient, but he’s starting to give me weird looks. The cat thinks it’s pretty funny.

Now that I am aware of this strange brain switch, I try to repress it. It makes things even worse.

Last Sunday, Spi… I mean Frank came over to watch a DVD with us. I managed to spend the whole evening without calling him Spiff once, but my brain was hurting and the morning after, I woke up with a bad head cold.

I’m starting to really worry.

By Martine

Screenwriter / scénariste-conceptrice