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Jun. 11th, 2009
Another Notch in the Totem Pole?
Jun. 11th, 2009 10:15 pm
I've had random songs running through my head all day. I only have to hear a song a couple of times (if I like it, anyway) and I will have it pretty much memorized. It's a blessing and a curse - I could pick up a tune quickly when I was in high school band... but then I'm stuck with this crap filling my mind for the rest of my life. I probably have more of my brain dedicated to song lyrics than anything else, which means I can't remember simple math, but I can sing the Ladybug Picnic word for word after not hearing it for like, 20-some-odd years. Or the Kookaburra Song - why we learned the Kookaburra Song in kindergarten in California, I have no freaking idea, but I still know the damned song (thanks, Moonvoice, btw).
Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree
Merry merry king of the bush is he
Laugh Kookaburra, laugh Kookaburra
How gay your life must be
Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree
Eating all the gumdrops he can see
Stop Kookaburra, stop Kookaburra
Leave some gums for me
Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree
Counting all the monkeys he can see
Stop Kookaburra, stop Kookaburra
That's no monkey, hey, that's ME!!!
I've also been pissing & moaning about my spectacular lack of creativity lately.
I was trying to confirm whether our feisty black, brown and white birds are actually mockingbirds (they are, probably the Northern mockin'bird, Mimus polyglottos) since I've been calling them mockingbirds without actually knowing that they are mockingbirds. I don't even know how I determined that the birds are mockingbirds in the first place. I must have heard or seen it somewhere without fully absorbing the source material. Mockingbirds are called mockingbirds because they don't have original songbird material - they mimic other birds' songs and sounds they hear in their environment... like car alarms. This blurb I found on 10,000 Birds.com struck me as personally funny: "It’s been theorized that this species has more brain matter devoted to song memory than most other birds do."
I'm like, great, I'm a bird-brain.
Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree
Merry merry king of the bush is he
Laugh Kookaburra, laugh Kookaburra
How gay your life must be
Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree
Eating all the gumdrops he can see
Stop Kookaburra, stop Kookaburra
Leave some gums for me
Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree
Counting all the monkeys he can see
Stop Kookaburra, stop Kookaburra
That's no monkey, hey, that's ME!!!
I've also been pissing & moaning about my spectacular lack of creativity lately.
I was trying to confirm whether our feisty black, brown and white birds are actually mockingbirds (they are, probably the Northern mockin'bird, Mimus polyglottos) since I've been calling them mockingbirds without actually knowing that they are mockingbirds. I don't even know how I determined that the birds are mockingbirds in the first place. I must have heard or seen it somewhere without fully absorbing the source material. Mockingbirds are called mockingbirds because they don't have original songbird material - they mimic other birds' songs and sounds they hear in their environment... like car alarms. This blurb I found on 10,000 Birds.com struck me as personally funny: "It’s been theorized that this species has more brain matter devoted to song memory than most other birds do."
I'm like, great, I'm a bird-brain.