And the music plays on and on...

What part of the brain is it that controls music? Is there a particular spot? Because it feels like the whole thing.

It is 7:51 a.m. I didn’t get to bed until after 2 so my body feels exhausted. But my brain… it keeps playing a familiar refrain… “The Brady Bunch. The Brady Bunch. That’s the way we all became the Brady Bunch.” Over and over it plays until I want to beat my own brain out with a stick. The other night it was “Limbo Rock.” Once upon a time it was “We are Flintstone kids, 10 million strong and growing.” What triggers this firing of synapses dedicated to driving a person crazy?

While the song plays, my brain produces another train of thought that runs through the song on a single rail as if through a mountain pass. “Get the white board; tape a camp flyer to it; find the old photos of the camp; tape them to the board; stop at Edmond Town Hall; borrow an easel; should I bring an easel; maybe something to prop it up on the table; will there be room on the table….” Feverish activity!!! But my body doesn’t move.

Wouldn’t it be far more productive if, instead of discovering things like Viagra, which I consider a BIG waste of time (Who really wants to spend more time in the sack with an old man who has erectile dysfunction?) scientists could figure out a pill to make us be able to manifest the actions our brain wants us to accomplish even when the body says “Don’t bother me now; I’m sleeping”? (Wait a minute… that is Viagra!)