Frustration

I have been wanting to write a post for two days now that likens the whole chemo-fog thing to this effect I saw in a weird, futuristic film sometime between the late 1970s and the early 1980s.

The problem is that I can't remember the name of the film, or enough specifics to deduce the name.

Of course, I initially tried to come up with the name in the midst of the fog itself (a very meta experience) and was therefore convinced that it would come to me once the fog had cleared, but here I am, two days later, fog-free and still completely unable to figure it out.

I thought, for the life of me, that the film starred Roy Scheider, so I spent all kinds of time (aside from the 18 hours I spent sleeping) doing all manner of IMDB and Google searches to come up with it. No dice.

Then I spent eons paging through a directory of all the films released during those years, but I still didn't find it. (And now I'm pretty convinced that the directory couldn't possibly have been comprehensive, so it was doubly a waste of time.)

The plot revolves around a futuristic device that is known by a five-letter acronym, but I can't come up with the acronym, either. (Why I know it's a five-letter acronym is beyond me, but I do. Actually, maybe it's six letters. DAMN!)

So here I sit, completely frustrated and yet more determined than ever to come up with the damn title so that I can write the damn post, knowing, of course, that it will end up being completely anti-climactic for everyone, including myself. (Plus, I will then drive myself crazy trying to find a copy of the damn movie to watch in order to confirm that it does, in fact, bear some likeness to my chemo-fog.)

Stay tuned.

Oh, and if you are well versed in futuristic films of the '70s and '80s and think you might be able to release me from this little mental prison, shoot me an e-mail and let me know.

(You know that it's going to come to me as soon as I hit "Publish Post," don't you?)