under the bridge with dick and harry

there is an ease with which a person can fall into becoming impatient with someone whose memory is on slow-churn.
the older a person becomes, the greater the store of memories and information within their mind. the shelves are taller, deeper, and usually not as organized as we'd like the rest of our lives to be.
what i'm discovering is that words are escaping my conversations, grammatical errors are repeatedly present in my everyday verbatim, and the cable tv is washing over me after long days work.
the solution? i'm going under the bridge with dick and harry. yes, i am going to carry an unabridged dictionary around. they are a bit dense, but think of the bicep workout just from holding that bastard.