July 23, 2004

Make It Stop!!!

"So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodnight ......"

I've got music playing in my head, 24/7.  Usually, it's an equal mix of cartoon music (and the cartoons that go with them),  shuffling blues, punk, TV theme songs, and once in a while church songs.  Yeah, I know, that's a great mix.  But it usually keeps me in a fairly decent mood.  Things start going bad,  that's when the happy workout tunes start popping in.  Slipknot, Slayer, Overkill, etc.  You know, listening to the right music while working out can increase the amount of weight lifted, or distance run.  Probably just a mind thing, but it's cool how it works.  Anyway, I'm drifting.

Have you ever had a tune stick in your head that you just can't get rid of?  Hours, and hours on the same song, over, and over, and over again?  Yes, you have ... don't even try to kid yourself.

Usually, I'm the guy that works overtime to get those demonic tunes in your head.  I walk by whistling Sesame Street, the Chicken Polka, the Bably Elephant Walk, or even that song they used to play at the movies for intermission. (You know, "Let's go out to the lobby, let's go out to the lobby, let's go out to the lobby, and have ourselves a snack..."  Think dancing candy, hot dogs and buns.")  I go by over and over until you start whistling the same.  Hehehehehe 

Usually.  But thanks to Eric of Straight White Guy, I had a tune sticking in my head all night at work.  Over at Madfish Willie's comment party, he played some Stones.  I had Honky Tonk Woman going inside my head until I thought I may have went to Hell.  Trying to think of anything to stop it.  Nothing worked, until Auld Lang Syne popped in there.  Ok, weird, but better.  But of course, it started bouncing between the two after a while.  But wait, from out of nowhere comes that song from "The Sound of Music."  Serious.  No idea where it arrived from, but it was there. "So long, farewell."  Haven't heard that song in days years! I finished the night going between all three.  One of my coworkers let me know that I am certifiably looney.  He may be right. Now.  Thanks alot, Eric!

Well, I'm going out to the lobby, to have myself a snack. 

Posted by That 1 Guy at July 23, 2004 11:27 AM | TrackBack