Today as I was walking toward my house a maintenance man started a leaf blower to clean grass clippings off of a parking lot. I immediately started singing "In the Light."
I thought I would lose interest after the first verse but I made it all the way to the point when the guitar and drums kick in, and before I knew it, I was at my front door.
On a similar note, the phones in my office sounds just like the background sounds/synth-noise/mind-numbing chaos that is "Technology" (you know, that overplayed song by 50 cent and Justin Timberlake). I find myself saying "Ayo, I'm tired of using technology" without a hint of irony, and that's just sad.
(If you don't know what I'm talking about, I'm referring to the synth that kicks in at around 30 seconds. If you don't know what I'm talking about in the first part, go read a book or something.)
I always thought at this age my imagination would be tamed. It isn't. I'm glad.
PS- That video for "technology" is the worst, in case you don't have eyes to see that for yourself.
PPS- Here you go, lame-os, some high school senior hippie (or so it would seem) worked super hard to set all 8 minutes and 41 seconds of this to stills of the Northern Lights. A+.
PPSS- (6/23/08)My roommate vacuumed last night and son-of-a-gun if I didn't start it again.
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