Ear Worm
I don't know about you, but I have always been highly susceptible to the ear worm phenomenon. No, not the Wrath of Khan kind of ear worm, the musical kind. It doesn't matter whether I initially love or hate a song, I will eventually be begging for it to PLEASE! STOP! REPEATING! because once I learn even a fraction of the words along with the tune, any given song can go into continual loop in my head. The '80's were particularly hard on me. It's like most of the music from that era was actually written in ear worm format. "Oh, Micky" almost killed me (and, just for the record, I started out hating that one). "Karma Chameleon". Please. The '90's weren't so bad. First of all, I was in my twenties. For me, this meant spending a lot of time killing off those pesky brain cells that caused this musical malady. Secondly, during the times I was repetitively singing songs, it was considered cool and introspective. Drinking wine a