SoCS — Too Much Amore

AC38F89B-F6EC-497A-80EC-52F55156A05ALinda G. Hill’s charge for this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt is to “talk about your latest earworm, or one that habitually haunts you.”

So what is an earworm, anyway? Quite simply, an earworm is a song or a melody that gets stuck in your head and just won’t get out. For better or for worse, there’s no tried and true way to get songs out of your head once they’re stuck in there. They can stick in your brain for days.

The good news is that earworms aren’t fatal. But they can be annoying and if they last long enough, they can come close to driving you batty.

As it turns out, yesterday I wrote this post in response to Rochelle-Wisoff Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt. In my post I included two lines from the Dean Martin song, “That’s Amore.” Those two lines: When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s amore. When the world seems to shine like you’ve had too much wine, that’s amore.

I even attached this clip containing that song from the 1953 Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis movie, “The Caddy.”

All day long today, that song, and in particular, those two lines, keeps playing over and over again in my brain and I just can’t kick it.

I even put my iTunes on shuffle and listened to probably a dozen or two different songs. But as soon as I removed my earbuds, the damn “That’s Amore” earworm returned.

I’m just hoping that after reading all of your posts in response to Linda’s earworm prompt, one of your earworm tunes will replace mine, at least for a day or two.

A Visual Earworm

0ECFFCD0-7EE7-40AC-977B-713D9577F5EBWhat can I say? When I saw that today’s one-word prompt was “undulate,” all that came to mind was the way a lap dancer moves. Not that I have ever personally had a lap dance. But, you know, what I’ve seen on TV or in movies….

So I tried to clear my head of further thoughts of lap dancers and tried as hard as I could to visualize a snake undulating across the surface of the ground.

But lap dancers.

Then I thought of the undulating motion of amber waves of grain in the wind. Very patriotic, right?

But lap dancers.

And then I tried to visualize how skipping a stone across the surface of the water on a calm lake causes the water to undulate.

But lap dancers.

Sorry.  I got nothing but undulating lap dancers on my mind today. It’s like an earworm, a song that you can’t seem to get out of your head. But it’s a visual earworm.