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Bring me…. the earworms… (say in an evil Kahn-from-Star-Trek voice).
From Wiki:
Earworm, a loan translation of the German Ohrwurm, is a term for a song stuck in one’s head. Use of the English translation was popularised by James Kellaris, a professor of marketing at the University of Cincinnati. His studies appeared to demonstrate that different people have varying susceptibilities to earworms, but that almost everybody has been afflicted with one at some time or another.
I’ve posted about ear worms before, in a previous blogging life. That life too, was a slack-ish and short-lived life. But we’re not here today to talk about my slack-tivity. We’re here to talk about Dammit, Janet.
I had actually moved away from my ear worms the last 3 or 4 months. It was actually quite strange, not having a constant song in my head. Enough that I noticed it, at least.
But I’ve started a new plan to get fit, and the plan I’m working on gives me about 41 weeks (starting last week) to get to the top of my goal weight range. This has been my mantra the last week and a half. 41 weeks… 41 weeks… 41 weeks… no, you don’t want to eat poor choices, you’ve got 41 weeks… yes, you really DO want to go exercie, you’ve got 41 weeks… and so on.
It’s actually worked so far (I’ve got 40 weeks). I only exercised 4 times last week, but my food choices weren’t too bad. I’m trying to go for moderation without counting every stinking calorie that passes my lips. I was on a super-strict diet once or twice and I lost weight, but the second the strict part was gone, I was gone too. (remember the slack-tivity above? It’s all encompassing.)
So, by introducing the repetitive mantra, I’ve obviously awakened the ear worms from their brief hibernation. We’re on day 3 of Dammit, Janet. But it’s not so bad.
40 more weeks.
J-A-N-E-T I love you so, oh, oh!
Buddy found The Llama Song the other day, and has been singing it constantly. Enough so, that I sang it constantly today!
Be warned, it’s long, and will stick on you like peanut butter on the roof of a dog’s mouth.
Or as Ded Bob would say, “like Old Navy on white trash.”
Today’s Ear Worm of the day is brought to you by Rodney Atkins — “Watching You“ Track 3.
For lyrics click here
It’s a sweet little song… not your old school country song, although it does mention trucks and momma and prayin’.
This is from my old blog account, but I liked the post, so I’m bringing it over. And, I’ll talk about this a good bit, because it happens a good bit.
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From Wikipedia:
Earworm: a term for a song stuck in one’s head, particularly an annoying one. Use of the English translation was popularised by James Kellaris, a professor of marketing at the University of Cincinnati. His studies appeared to demonstrate that different people have varying susceptibilities to earworms, but that almost everybody has been afflicted with one at some time or another.
Some sufferers from earworm prefer the term “repetunitis”, “stuck tune syndrome”, “sound virus” or, if sufficiently acute, “melodymania.” (me personally – I think these terms sound quackish and corny)
I wake every morning with a song in my head. It’s like there’s a little guy in there that warms up the jukebox, pops in a quarter (my head, it’s an old one – songs still cost a quarter), and hits the Random button. It doesn’t have to be a song I heard right before bed the night before, or anytime during the previous day for that matter. I assure you – he hits Random, almost every time.
Some days I won’t even notice what the song is until I’m well into my shower. Other days, it’s almost like I wake up singing. Some days, I’ll hear another bit of a song before the worm really gets settled in. Sigh. But some days, like today, that worm of a song has dove in and put roots down for the day. Pon de Replay by Rihanna.
Yes. Come, Mr. DJ. Won’t you turn the music up?
