Don't Want to Lose the Brilliance of the Friday Morning Coffee-Release as the Music Made Sense and I'll Never Be Able to Unsee It

I owe props to Scott McCloud for teaching me the power of anthropomorphism and the human tendency to see humanity in all we encounter. It's why electrical outlets look like frightened faces saying OMG. I'll never forget the time I saw the image of the Western version of Jesus Christ in the bathroom of a colleague's home, so much so that we gathered the children to study it and, whoa and behold, it could never be seen. The Western, Christian version of a messiah grace their wall tile. It was holy.

Yesterday, it happened again, but without human accord. It was more musical by nature, as I studied the tentacles on a very cheap octopus painting in my downstairs bathroom. The morning coffee kicked in and I had to go. I was looking at the suckers on one arm and wondered, "Wait. Doesn't that spell something?" I started sounding out the letters and, lo and behold, I saw lyrics of an ohrwürm, ear worm, that I began singing all day long. 

I got hooked on a feeling. Yes, Yes, I'm sure the spelling is off, but I'll never be able to unsee the lyrics and I will aways sing the Ally McBeal song (that's a cultural reference for ya) every time I look at that painting in my downstairs bathroom. 

Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga
Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga
Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga
Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga

I'm hooked on a feeling
I'm high on believing

That you're in love with me 

And with that, I'm off to the races...a 5K for Vicki Soto that I'll likely walk because of old bones, but I leave you with a song for you to sing alongside me (but you don't need to be peeing in my toilet to do so)