Earworms and Misheard Lyrics

I get earworms. If you don't know what an earworm is, it is usually a song, or just one part of a song, that just plays over and over in your brain. 

It's not an RFK Level Brain Worm but damn, it is as close to one as you can get. 

For the past couple days I've had a doozy. It's a song called "If You Have Ghosts," and the version stuck in my head is the one by the band... Ghost. How appropriate. Not the original version, not the John Wesley Harding version, nope. I hear Tobias' voice over and over. 

But the funny thing is I had the words wrong all along. I thought the lyric was "I don't want my bangs too long." The real line is fangs. Fangs too long. If my sister is reading this I am sure she is laughing at me.

And this is all because of me trying to grow out my bangs because I do want them long. Then this song crossed my mind...  And I've been in my head singing it. I always wondered why on earth the person wouldn't want their bangs too long. And now it makes sense because ... that's not at all what they were singing. I get it now. 

I linked to this nice acoustic version. Watch and enjoy. 

I've had a lot of misheard lyrics in my day but one of the funniest ones is my sister. In Guster's song "Demons," the line is "honest is easy," but she hears "Aunt Esther's easy," which of course makes less sense than bangs being too long but we sing it every time. Much to our self-entertainment. 

There's another good one for Frank Turner fans. In the song "Reasons not to be an idiot," fans hear "invisible llama" instead of "invisible armor." I can hear that one too, but it makes absolutely no sense for a fantastic songwriter to say someone would be wrapped up in invisible llama. 

Still, the collective mind finds it amusing and fans will sing it together. 

Brains are funny things. Be sure to ask me about "Peek Freans and Booze are the colors I choose" someday. 

Today was a busy day. Lots of tickets and a few meetings with clients. Clients that I like, and I love to talk strategy and "should we do this or this," and sometimes I have no proven "this works better than that," but I do have advice like "you don't have a big staff so THIS one is easier than the other." 

During a break in the middle of the day I whipped up some toll house cookies. I have a little box of things for Dahlia that I wanted to get to her new family, her prescription for flea/tick/heartworm, some other meds that I forgot to give them. And I figured I'd also bake cookies for the humans to make the box worth while. 

And yes, I did eat cookies. They were so good.

I was going to go to the post office to ship the box and then hit gym around 4, but unfortunately didn't wrap up until after 5. I grilled dinner, we ate, and I figured if I didn't go to the gym I wasn't going to get steps. We had some wild weather on the way. And sure enough, I did 22 minutes on the treadmill and wanted to go home. Never go straight to the treadmill after eating. Plus, the gym is mobbed at 7:30pm. 

Sadly, I should have stayed on the treadmill or something because there was an epic storm. Hard to see while driving home, I relied on the tail lights of the car in front of me. The lines on the road were completely invisible, and it was a little nerve wracking. Thankfully I was on the phone with Linda while driving and that kept me calm. 

Got home for some hockey night action, and dishes to load into the dishwasher. 

So if I can be a motivated human, I can go to the post office in the morning and mayyyyyyybe the gym? I have a 10am meeting, so that may be cutting it close. We'll see what happens. 

Digits! below.

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Treadmill, 22 min/1.21 miles. 10k+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

8am: 146
5pm: 203
10:45pm: 98

food:
coffee/water
8am: phentermine
10:30am: met+glip
12:30pm: pb+low sugar j on 647 bread
1pm: chocolate chip cookie (I was baking and it fell apart. oops)
2pm: another cookie
5pm: 2 baby bell cheeses
5pm: met+glip
6pm: 3 grilled sausages, peppers & onions
red wine + gingerale
9:30pm: jardiance