Somewhere in my brain is a little place where choice song lyrics, poetry lines, and various pithy saying are lodged. Some lay in wait, ready to jump out at painfully inappropriate moments.
There was the time I ended up holding a Finnish flag while a man on an accordion mangled their national anthem. Everyone, apparently unfazed by the accordion, was being respectfully observant. In my mind, Michael Palin happily belted out "Finland, Finland, Finland,"
Anyway, sometimes when getting ready to start something new, the following like just pops into my mind; "'The time has come,' the Walrus said, 'To talk of many things:" I'd even considered this for a blog tag line, but then I heard in my head,"I am the Walrus, I am the Ape Man," and I just decided to leave it be.
Because I can never recall the middle of that particular stanza, I googled it. Strangely, the first page had only a few hits that even mentioned Lewis Carroll. Perhaps my brain is not as odd as I thought...
Nah, probably just a fluke. For future reference:
There was the time I ended up holding a Finnish flag while a man on an accordion mangled their national anthem. Everyone, apparently unfazed by the accordion, was being respectfully observant. In my mind, Michael Palin happily belted out "Finland, Finland, Finland,"
Anyway, sometimes when getting ready to start something new, the following like just pops into my mind; "'The time has come,' the Walrus said, 'To talk of many things:" I'd even considered this for a blog tag line, but then I heard in my head,"I am the Walrus, I am the Ape Man," and I just decided to leave it be.
Because I can never recall the middle of that particular stanza, I googled it. Strangely, the first page had only a few hits that even mentioned Lewis Carroll. Perhaps my brain is not as odd as I thought...
Nah, probably just a fluke. For future reference:
"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things: Of shoes -- and ships -- and sealing wax -- Of cabbages -- and kings -- And why the sea is boiling hot -- And whether pigs have wings."-- 'Through the Looking-glass', Lewis Carroll, 1832-1898