. . . life seems so much better in the movies? I finally figured it out this morning: it's because movie life has a soundtrack! DMan has been watching this movie called "For The Love Of The Game" all morning, and I swear throughout the entire movie every scene, every single exchange of dialogue is accompanied by music. How great would that be in real life?? Then you wouldn't have to wonder how you feel or what's about to happen. When you hear the sweet swelling strains of violins, you know you're having a happy, loving moment or something good is coming your way so you can just relax and enjoy yourself. The melancholy trickle of piano notes leaves no doubt that you're about to get slapped with sadness or loss and better grab the box of Kleenex. Blaring horns or thundering percussion are a sure sign to get your fear on and be on the lookout for sharks or speeding buses or Freddy Krueger lurking in your closet. Having a life soundtrack like that would make living so much easier.
But, alas, the only soundtrack my life usually has is whatever song blasts from the radio when my alarm goes off (and I pray it's not Bobby McFerrin's "Don't Worry, Be Happy!"), some annoying song from an equally annoying commercial (like "True" by Spandau Ballet playing in that Chevy Malibu on nearly every commercial break), or the mind-numbing theme song from a seventies sitcom (DMan has been singing the "Green Acres" song lately when he's farming, aka planting grass and fertilizing the yard). My life's soundtrack doesn't make my life better at all. It doesn't give me a clue about how I feel -- except annoyed -- or what's coming, and once it gets going, the music is on an eternal "repeat" loop that drives me crrr-azy. Or crrr-azier. Oh well, I guess some music is better than no music at all.
Wishing yall a fabulous soundtrack to your lives this weekend, with lots of happy violins and nary a scary horn or pity-party piano!
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