earworm

An earworm is a tune that gets inside your head and won't go away.

Ever since watching Borat my earworm has been Borat's national anthem: "Kazhistan, number one, of the other countries, all the other countries are run by little girls..." Sheesh.

For a little while early this week, "So long, it's been good to know you," took over, but as soon as I thought in relief that was better than Borat, Borat came back. Then I heard a truly awful rendition of "Free Man in Paris" and now the original is stuck in my head.




I'm making progress on the smokehouse roof; this morning th'Mr took a load of roof, broken glass and other crap to the landfill. There's at least one more load to go. I planted phlox and thrift on the sunny southwest side. It sure looks different.





Haven't knit a thing since Tuesday, but tonight's knitnight so I'll take my soldiersox and hopefully make progress on them.