Mental Notes & Random Musings

Ok, can we get one thing straight right now. Will Smith hasn’t crossed the point where he should put himself out there yet. To be clear, Tupac's girlfriend’s cuckold husband really should just stay in the basement until his very presence doesn’t remind us of his failed parenthood, and fake marriage. Yes, he was very talented in the day, and he may even still be talented now, but the slap heard round the world where he tried to be a bully instead of a cuckold, is still fresh in our minds. The vision of him talking about his wife’s affair with his son’s friend on his wife’s podcast is still fresh in our minds. The vision of his son walking around with a black foam castle wrapped around his head is still fresh in our mind. His newest music video reminds us that we haven’t been throwing tomatoes at him lately.  The fact that his video is one of those traditional 90s style videos with the girlies dancing around, dressed like club hos, while Will da Pimp bounces in and out of the frame. ...

First day back to work and I was expecting a pretty hectic day catching up with my backlog of work as well as all the month end paperwork. It was slightly more complicated because I was going to be spending four hours of my day in the classroom training a new employee on how to be safe. You would think that this would be the perfect day to not get music stuck in my head but that would make you wrong. My age fatigued brain and decades of impressionability can get all the background music in the horrible safety instructional videos. Most of which are bad after school specials probably made by a government agency. I wouldn’t be surprised if there wasn’t some indoctrination tactics in the music to begin with.  No matter which class I leave I always have that dopey piano tune from the heat stress video stuck in my head. The video itself talks about someone dying after falling off a roof with a drawing of a foot hanging out of a body bag with a toe tag in it, but my head just has “dum du...

My cell phone split in half this week. It was strange to see what a Pixel 6 looked like with the screen detached from it. It still worked but the battery was getting so hot that it burned off all the glue, which means I was basically carrying a firebomb in my pocket, so I shelved it. This means that I had to grab my old Motorola 5G Ace that I keep for times like these. Unfortunately, it no longer is supported by the Xfinity Mobile Network, meaning, no phone. It’s times like these when I realize how dependent I am on my cell phone for my musical needs, and how it is vital for getting songs out of my head. I’m impressionable after all and with the new algorithms that the streaming companies use to target ads at me, I can tell you it picks a lot of tunes that get stuck in your head and suck at the same time.  Don't get me wrong, there are a lot of songs that get used constantly in commercials that are sometimes a welcome change to your mood. “It’s Raining Men” by The Weather Girls (Ma...