The soundtrack of your mind

So yesterday I went outside to comfort my plants and cheer them on. Despite all the rain, some of them are gobsmacked by the heat. I visited the vegetables and the perennials who were being quite the wimps about the whole thing. Especially the ones in the "shade" garden. Not enough shade apparently. Then I went around to the roses. And my brain started playing "Yellow Rose of Texas" when I was--you guessed it-- looking at the yellow roses.

Now I don't hate the song, but let's just say it's not on my ipod. I wasn't necessarily looking for a concert at the time. Why did my brain feel the need to serenade me?

This happens to me quite often. I don't dare watch the swiffer commercial or I'll hear "Don't you want me baby" all day long. What I want to ask my brain is why it has this compulsion.

Why does my brain have this life of its own where it picks and chooses the soundtrack of my life? And why doesn't it pick songs I really like? "Get Back" is always appropriate to be playing in my mind. It's one of my favorite songs of all time. However my brain seldom plays it for me.

Now this is a disconcerting. Either my brain doesn't know what I like or it does this on purpose. I would think since my brain is what forms what I like that it knows the songs I like. So that leaves option number two--it does this on purpose.

Putting a positive spin on this phenomenon takes some doing. But I think it does this because that part of my brain is bored. I seldom listen to music or television because I really enjoy quiet. Maybe the years of 4 boys in the house made me long for silence.

But my brain doesn't accept that as an excuse. Stimulate me now or I'll play dreadful things you hate. And this is an effective tactic because I run for the ipod to make "The Yellow Rose of Texas" go away.

Apparently I am trainable after all.