Head Space    I still know my childhood best friend’s  telephone number even though  I’ll never dial it again.    I’ve taught certain poems so many times  I can recite them on demand, yet  some claim that has no practical application.    Most find my ability to name the American  presidents by years in office amusing  before urging me to remember “something important”    (like last night’s winning Powerball numbers?).  I embrace my savant-esque ability to rattle off  every Bob Dylan album and the songs featured    on them. I prefer not to cram my head   with empty crap on the radio and celebrity   gossip, thank you very much.    Want something proofread, I’m the resident  grammarian, but if it’s scores to last night’s  game, I suggest turning on ESPN.    I’ve actually read the whole Constitution,  not cherry-picked excerpts. Ditto   the Declaration of Independence,     the United Nations’ Declaration of…

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