Side Effects

I mentioned earlier that "Like a Virgin" was playing in my head incessantly when I started blogging about it.

Oh, that fickle brain of mine. Now the song rarely, if ever, comes up. And if I start hearing that bassline, it's more likely to turn out to be "Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch" or "Livin' on a Prayer."

This is what I think happened: I inoculated myself. I am the type of person to use the Internets to diagnose myself instead of going to a doctor, so why not do-it-myself inoculations, too? So apparently I infected my brain with a low-grade strain (starting blogging about it but without having listened to it other than as background music at the Diner) of "Like a Virgin." And it seems to have cured me.

There are side effects, though: Curiously, the rest of Madonna's canon has been rocketing up my brain's Hot 100. Well, everyone thinks I'm blogging about "Like a Prayer" anyway.