I don't know that this is necessarily an AN problem exclusively. Although it is and it's frustrating. However, it's also the domain of menopause, aging, and leading stress filled busy lives. We cram so much into our brain it's a wonder anything can find it's way out. I notice that when my husband and I (early 60's) get together with our friends the conversation is very weird.
Kind of like this:
"Hey, did you see where that guy died."
"What guy?"
"Oh, the one who was in all those old movies. You know, the chariot ones...you know, whatshisface, Charlie something. He had that disease thingie where you can't remember stuff."
"Right. I know who you mean. I can see him. It'll come to me in a minute. Yeah, Charlie something."
"Ummm, that's not right...Carl...no Char...ummm CHARLTON! "
Right! Charlton Huston..no Hairston...no that's that other guy. Jester Hairston. Ever heard of him? Saw him once at my school years ago. Sang a great song. I think it was "Amen" and then they did that TV show with that guy that used to be on that show with Archie Bunker. What was the name of that show, you know the spin-off? I can hear the tune..."moving on up.."
"Right, that was a great show. "
"Well, what was the name of it."
"I haven't a clue, but it'll come to me later."
So anyway, that's too bad about Charlton."
"Who?"
And this can go on for hours. And I'm the only one with an AN!!
Sue in Vancouver