Thanks to Abelard for directing me to this. From the LA Times:
Her front brain is telling her he’s trouble. Look at the facts, it says. He’s never made a commitment, he drinks too much, he can’t hold down a job.
But her middle brain won’t listen. Man, it swoons, he looks great in those jeans, his black hair curls onto his forehead so adorably, and when he drags on a cigarette, he’s so bad he’s good.
His front brain is lecturing, too: She’s flirting with every guy in the place, and she can drink even you under the table, it says. His mid-brain is unresponsive, distracted by her legs, her blouse and her come-hither stare.
“What could you be thinking?” their front brains demand.
Their middle brains, each on a quest for reward, pay no heed.Alas, when it comes to choosing mates, smart neurons can make dumb choices. Sure, if the brain’s owner is in her 40s and has been around the block a few times, she might grab her bag and scram. If the guy has reached seasoned middle age, he might think twice about that cleavage-baring temptress.
Wisdom — at least a little — does come with experience.
Source: This is your brain on love - Los Angeles Times [Link may expire]
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