On my way to the local diner to pick up my morning tea, I had Sarah Silverman's "The Porn Song" stuck in my head. I'm not including the link here, because I have a modicum of respect for the people who raised me, and they read this blog. I can't explain my feelings on Silverman -- she lives in a realm that metaphors fear to enter.
When I went into the diner, the Cure's "Pictures of You" was playing and it blissfully swept The Silverman out with little happy guitar brooms of melancholy.
So, Universe, can you make everything like the good song that gets the stuck song out of your head. Can we just push the crap out by something as simple as changing the channel, or walking into the place where the right one is already on?
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