The Year of Living Dangerously.. . .
I have a pair of big bun-shaped cordless earphones that I throw around my ears occasionally; it has FM, and I turn it on and can move around doing stuff while my head is exploding with music. I threw it on just now, because I wanted to clear the kitchen sink of a whole pile of cutlery that was spooning in there, and nothing like standing there shaking your booty while getting the fork out of the sink.
'Rocking around the Christmas Tree' is on and I think - Hey, nice, Christmas music. I'm rocking to the music now and elbows full in suds, when suddenly it hit me - Wham! The next song could be Wham!
I froze, wondering what to do. Should I take a chance and continue to listen, or shut off right away? Soapy Hands was the signal sent to Brain, No Go said Brain, Chicken, said another part of Brain, or I am not sure where that came from, but there was another part - which hopefully was the real me part that said ' 🤬 this! I'm going to keep listening.'
Then John Tesh's voice comes on talking about how to go after Airlines when they lose your Baggage - John's this really wise guy that has lots of tips and tricks on how to get the best out of Life and so on - so I'm relieved. This is the John Tesh Show. 98.1 CHFI. Intelligence for Life. I mean . . . I can't think John would play Wham. John is really intelligent and brainy and all - no one with that kind of intelligence would play that on his show. Then he plays some other Christmas song about Africa, then another - 'So this is Christmas, what have you done. . .' and then one of my favourites - Driving Home for Christmas.
So now I'm grooving while I'm fantasizing about driving through the sunshine and cornfields, and blue skies ahead . . .
But, what if John tries to get around the 'The Intelligent Don't Do This Sort of Thing' Law and uses the 'I'm Only Being Funny' loophole? He could Wham me. Just for fun. He might know, intelligent as he is, that Wham dodgers are tuned into his show knowing he wouldn't do it and then do it anyway. So every time the present song stops, and I wait for the next song, I'm on pins and needles.
One never know with bees and people.
Then he plays 'Little Drummer Boy, Jingle Bell Rock, and Happy Holidays.' I've long since finished forking around with the cutlery and am at my desk typing this out while 'Silver Bells' came on. Eight songs and I'm still safe!! Now nine - 'Sleigh ride' . Yesh, yesh, Tesh, good man.
What's song number ten going to be? Should I go for broke?