OK, so last night my hubby and I were visiting a nearby barony's SCA meeting to learn about glass etching, and at one point, I started to hum a bit under my breath. He looked at me oddly and started to laugh. "That's funny, that's exactly the song I was just thinking of!" he said. Mind, there was no background music playing, nor was the conversation going on around us in any way related to the tune that popped into my head, which might have helped to explain the coincidence. But coincidences happen, so I didn't think anything about it.
Fast forward to an hour or so later. Hubby and I were on our way home, and talking about something or another--I have no idea what it was now--but something about the rhythm and cadence of one of his sentences suddenly struck me as having the same rhythm to the opening lines of "Camptown Ladies." ("The Camptown ladies sing this song...doo dah...doo dah....") So I started humming that tune under my breath. That time, he looked at me rather oddly, then said, "OK, now that's really weird; I just had that song pop into my mind too just before you started humming it!")
So today I stopped by his office while on a work errand in his building, and while I was there, I was filling him in on my physical therapy appointment that I had earlier today. And as I was talking about it, I began to notice this strange bitter, almost medicinal taste in the back of my mouth, something like the sort of bitter taste you sometimes get when you use medicinal eyedrops or nasal sprays, except that I haven't taken either of those types of meds lately. So I figured it had to be some side effect of the medicinal patch I'm wearing on my shoulder right now, even though I hadn't had that side effect to this patch before, and I couldn't figure out why a patch med on my shoulder would be giving me a bitter taste in my mouth. Still, human anatomy is a strange and wondrous thing, so I figured maybe that was possible.
I mentioned the odd phenomenon to my husband, who looked nonplussed for a moment and then said, "Is it a sort of bitter, almost metallic sort of taste?" (I had just told him it was an "odd taste.") I said yes, and he got up, walked over to where he keeps his coffee supplies, and handed me a bottle of sweetener. "I just started using this sweetener, but it has that aftertaste that I don't like, so I don't think I'm going to use it anymore. But I just had a cup of coffee a short while ago, and I can still taste that aftertaste."
So now I'm back at work. And the weird taste is gone, so I don't think it's from the medicinal patch. *Cue Twilight Zone music* Maybe my husband's a real world Deryni? Now if only he had one of the more useful gifts like Healing, or even using telekinesis to help me with the housework! ;D
There are more things in Heaven and earth, Horatio... :)
BTW, gee thanks. Now I've got that freaking Camptown Races song in my head. Off to Clementine (music player program) to find something else to occupy the music section of my brain. :P
Quote from: DesertRose on December 11, 2013, 04:57:18 PM
BTW, gee thanks. Now I've got that freaking Camptown Races song in my head. Off to Clementine (music player program) to find something else to occupy the music section of my brain. :P
Oh my darlin', oh my darlin', oh my darling Clementine....
There, does that help? ;D
You know, you can be a real smart aleck when you put your mind to it. :P
No, I'm doing a combination of things that I'm probably the only person on the planet who does: playing a point-and-click browser game that doesn't require much active attention, cross stitching my DD's Christmas present, and listening to Metallica. :)
Quote from: DesertRose on December 11, 2013, 05:30:20 PM
You know, you can be a real smart aleck when you put your mind to it. :P
No effort required, actually. It just comes naturally. ;)
Last night I was making a miniature inkwell and quill pens for Evaine and a belt for someone else (maybe Jashana?) while attending a glass etching class and humming "The Camptown Ladies sing this song, doo dah, doo dah...." Oops, sorry, did I set your earworm off again?
/me runs fleeing for her life from DR ;D
Nope, no earworm while the rock playlist is going. My brain requires only one jukebox at a time. I can't sing a song (even in my head) with opposing music playing.
*jams out to Blaqk Audio now*
Quote from: Evie on December 11, 2013, 05:34:47 PM
Quote from: DesertRose on December 11, 2013, 05:30:20 PM
You know, you can be a real smart aleck when you put your mind to it. :P
No effort required, actually. It just comes naturally. ;)
Last night I was making a miniature inkwell and quill pens for Evaine and a belt for someone else (maybe Jashana?) while attending a glass etching class and humming "The Camptown Ladies sing this song, doo dah, doo dah...." Oops, sorry, did I set your earworm off again?
/me runs fleeing for her life from DR ;D
Hey DR, YOU move in from that side, and I'll move in from this side...Dag nab it, Evie! Now you've got
Camptown Races (that's the version I know, same tune) AND
Clementine stuck in my head at the SAME TIME!!!
There's only ONE way to exact my revenge:
On the First Day of Christmas, my True love gave to me, etc etc
Bwahahahahahahaha!!!
Melissa
Quote from: Shiral on December 11, 2013, 05:40:58 PM
Quote from: Evie on December 11, 2013, 05:34:47 PM
Quote from: DesertRose on December 11, 2013, 05:30:20 PM
You know, you can be a real smart aleck when you put your mind to it. :P
No effort required, actually. It just comes naturally. ;)
Last night I was making a miniature inkwell and quill pens for Evaine and a belt for someone else (maybe Jashana?) while attending a glass etching class and humming "The Camptown Ladies sing this song, doo dah, doo dah...." Oops, sorry, did I set your earworm off again?
/me runs fleeing for her life from DR ;D
Hey DR, YOU move in from that side, and I'll move in from this side...Dag nab it, Evie! Now you've got Camptown Races (that's the version I know, same tune) AND Clementine stuck in my head at the SAME TIME!!!
There's only ONE way to exact my revenge:
On the First Day of Christmas, my True love gave to me, etc etc
Bwahahahahahahaha!!!
Melissa
This is the song that never ends, and it goes on and on my friends
Some people started singing it not knowing what it was
and they'll continue singing it forever just because
this is the song that never ends....
ad infinitum ad nauseam
Sometimes I really wonder about us (the denizens of RhemuthCastle.com). Somehow we got from real-world rapport to earworms from Hell. :D
Only us. :)
ROFL to all of you!
****
OMG! where is my stereo remote, I can't get away from Camptown Races... doo dah doo dah
AACK!
Quote from: Evie on December 11, 2013, 05:44:00 PM
Quote from: Shiral on December 11, 2013, 05:40:58 PM
Quote from: Evie on December 11, 2013, 05:34:47 PM
Quote from: DesertRose on December 11, 2013, 05:30:20 PM
You know, you can be a real smart aleck when you put your mind to it. :P
No effort required, actually. It just comes naturally. ;)
Last night I was making a miniature inkwell and quill pens for Evaine and a belt for someone else (maybe Jashana?) while attending a glass etching class and humming "The Camptown Ladies sing this song, doo dah, doo dah...." Oops, sorry, did I set your earworm off again?
/me runs fleeing for her life from DR ;D
Hey DR, YOU move in from that side, and I'll move in from this side...Dag nab it, Evie! Now you've got Camptown Races (that's the version I know, same tune) AND Clementine stuck in my head at the SAME TIME!!!
There's only ONE way to exact my revenge:
On the First Day of Christmas, my True love gave to me, etc etc
Bwahahahahahahaha!!!
Melissa
This is the song that never ends, and it goes on and on my friends
Some people started singing it not knowing what it was
and they'll continue singing it forever just because
this is the song that never ends.... ad infinitum ad nauseam
Now that is dirty Pool, Evie!
I'm going to see if I can implant a craving for bitter, mushy brussels sprouts in your DH's Mind...followed up with coffee with artificial metallic-tasting sweetener!
Come, they told me, Pa-rum-pumpum puuummmmmm
We ain't right in th' heid, none of us are! ;D
Quote from: Evie on December 11, 2013, 05:44:00 PM
This is the song that never ends, and it goes on and on my friends
Some people started singing it not knowing what it was
and they'll continue singing it forever just because
this is the song that never ends.... ad infinitum ad nauseam
Gaahh! Drat my busy day. Evie beat me to it!
I don't think it's all that weird, Evie. You
have been married a while! As G.K. Chesterton said, 'Truth is stranger than fiction because we create fiction to suit our fancy."
I had a friend from college with whom I shared a strange rapport. Without fail, every time he crossed my mind, he'd call (within minutes) and vice-versa. And it wasn't like we were romantically involved or anything. Of course, once we were both married and started families, there was too much static on that psychic connection. Heh, he was a KK fan, too. Wouldn't be surprised if he lurks here sometimes (that would be you, Uncle Ardak!).
(OK, if I hear from him in the next few minutes, I'll report in.)
"There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza.
There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza a hole...."
BTW, Evie, it's good to see you are still able to channel some creative energy!
Quote from: Aerlys on December 11, 2013, 09:50:57 PM
Quote from: Evie on December 11, 2013, 05:44:00 PM
This is the song that never ends, and it goes on and on my friends
Some people started singing it not knowing what it was
and they'll continue singing it forever just because
this is the song that never ends.... ad infinitum ad nauseam
Gaahh! Drat my busy day. Evie beat me to it!
I don't think it's all that weird, Evie. You have been married a while! As G.K. Chesterton said, 'Truth is stranger than fiction because we create fiction to suit our fancy."
I had a friend from college with whom I shared a strange rapport. Without fail, every time he crossed my mind, he'd call (within minutes) and vice-versa. And it wasn't like we were romantically involved or anything. Of course, once we were both married and started families, there was too much static on that psychic connection. Heh, he was a KK fan, too. Wouldn't be surprised if he lurks here sometimes (that would be you, Uncle Ardak!).
(OK, if I hear from him in the next few minutes, I'll report in.)
"There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza.
There's a hole in the bucket, dear Liza a hole...."
The Bear went over the mountain,
the Bear Went over the mountain,
the Bear went over the Moo-ouun-TAIIN,
To see what he could see!He saw,
12 drummers drumming
11 pipers piping
10 ladies dancing
9 lords a leaping
8 maids a milking
7 Swans a Swimming
6 geese a laying
5 gold rings
4 calling birds
3 French Hens
2 Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
And wisely went straight back the way he came!
Melissa
Quote from: Evie on December 11, 2013, 06:20:06 PM
We ain't right in th' heid, none of us are! ;D
Yep! We're out to lunch, breakfast, dinner, tea, supper, the lot. Not in for a single meal, if you ask me! ;D
"I found a baby bumblebee.
Won't my mommy be so proud of me?
Oh I found a baby bumblebee..."
Way up in the sky the little birds fly
way down in their nest the little birds rest,
with a wing on the right
and a wing on the left
the little birds sleep all through the night.
Shhh. Their SLEEPING!
When the bright sun comes up
the Dew falls away.
Good Morning!
Good Morning!
the little birds say.
Quote from: Laurna on December 12, 2013, 02:10:09 AM
Way up in the sky the little birds fly
way down in their nest the little birds rest,
with a wing on the right
and a wing on the left
the little birds sleep all through the night.
Shhh. Their SLEEPING!
When the bright sun comes up
the Dew falls away.
Good Morning!
Good Morning!
the little birds say.
Since I don't know the tune to this one, it can't get stuck in my head, but it does conjure up memories of this poem my grandmother taught me when I was five:
Little birdie in the sky,
Why'd you do that in my eye?
I'm not mad,
And I'm not sad,
And I'm not gonna cry,
But I'm sure glad that cows don't fly! :D
Hi Evie, this was a childhood amusement. From a very young age my sister and I would regale our parents with this tune, with full flapping arms and dance moves. Peals of laughter resounded after every attempt to sing it. Even today, a mild form of Deryni rapport occurs between my sister and I if even one of us mimics the slightest word or dance move from that tune.
Hey diddle diddle,
The physicists fiddle,
The Bleep jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see such fun
And died the following June.
--Paul Dehn
Little Miss Muffet crouched on a tuffet,
Collecting her shell-shocked wits.
There dropped (from a glider) An H-bomb beside her--
Which frightened Miss Muffet to bits.
--Paul Dehn
How's this for an earworm? Every time my characters rebel, they stop listening to me and do this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nM4okRvCg2g (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nM4okRvCg2g)
(Rook is such an instigator! Still haven't figured out who that dwarf is, though)
Last time we were in Orlando, DH and I rode the Rip Ride Rockit rollercoaster together 3 times. On this coaster, you choose a music track from 30 selections. (There are also some hidden "Easter egg" ones, but we only used the generally available ones.) Each time, we chose the same track. Ride 1 was Gimme All Your Lovin' by ZZ Top. Ride 2 was U Can't Touch This by MC Hammer. Ride 3 was The Devil Went Down to Georgia by the Charlie Daniels Band. You can't see what the person next to you is selecting, and only get a few seconds to make your selection. We also hadn't discussed our choices as we didn't know what tracks were available in the different categories. By the third one, we were getting pretty freaked out!
Quote from: Aerlys on December 12, 2013, 11:30:51 AM
Veni veni, Emmanuel
captivum solve Israel,
qui gemit in exsilio,
privatus Dei Filio.
Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel,
nascetur pro te Israel!
my favorite and Sister Urban would be proud I still prefer the Latin version
Quote from: tenworld on December 13, 2013, 09:43:46 AM
Quote from: Aerlys on December 12, 2013, 11:30:51 AM
Veni veni, Emmanuel
captivum solve Israel,
qui gemit in exsilio,
privatus Dei Filio.
Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel,
nascetur pro te Israel!
my favorite and Sister Urban would be proud I still prefer the Latin version
So do I! This is one of my two favorite hymns in a (nearly) extinct language. Caedmon's Hymn (in Anglo-Saxon Englisc) is the other. And yes, I've memorized that one too. Drives my daughter crazy when I start "singing in tongues" in the car. :)
The other day, a version of "O Come o come Emmanuel" by Aaron Shust was on the radio, and the kids started laughing. While it was nice, it was rather upbeat, and they thought it sounded like he should be driving horses across the Western plains.
This is a really nice version. It reminds me of something we did in choir. They do the Gregorian chant quite well, at just the right tempo. (Had to learn "proper" Gregorian Chant in high school, and it bugs me when it's done too slow, or when the singers get louder as the notes go lower.) OK, so I'm rather a purist while it comes to Gregorian chant. Enjoy!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FR-oUzimkLI (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FR-oUzimkLI)
Oh, that's lovely! Yes, slowed-down chant drives me buggy too; the song isn't meant to be a dirge. Slowed down hymns affect me the same way, especially when the lyrics are about something hopeful or joyful, but the tempo makes you think the entire choir is on the verge of suicidal depression. "C'mon, y'all, 'Victory in Jesus' is not meant to sound like you're drunk or have just come off a 36 hour shift!"
Another thing I love about that video is that it features male voices sounding like men and not like pre-pubescent boys or castrata falsetto voices, which seems to be the more prevalent sound of male voices in modern songs. I miss hearing more deeply resonant, masculine-sounding voices in modern music. *sigh*