The things one can get lost in.....

Not physically lost, but virtually lost.

I define being virtually lost as starting at point A, writing a paper for example, and ending up at point X by way of b, c, d, e, f and so on...... Like this morning. Yesterday one of the songs on Mya's play list hit a memory cord in my brain - which is a feat in itself these days (the way my memory is working these days I'm going to have to start carrying flash cards with verbal prompts on them).

That led to the creation of my own playlist, which was far more enticing than the paper I'm writing for a presentation.

Infinitely more interesting.

I found myself hunting for obscure songs I hadn't listened to in ages. Of course, obscure being the operative word here.

And hunt. Suddenly I was recalling snippets from my past (music is a powerful prompt), which of course led to recalling individuals I hadn't thought of for years.

Which led to wondering about where they were in life. Which led to more snippets of songs and another hunt based on a single line or phrase......

Which meant I spent a lot of time emailing Apple to request songs or artists for their iTunes library (you Americans have NO idea how much more is available to you ~ we get stuck with CRTC rules and regulations .... but that is another story for another day).

Did I mention that I have a rather eclectic musical range of favourites?

And obscure. If the spinning ball of death was present when iTunes stalls on a search, it would have made an appearance several times. As it was, I had to force quit. I'm not quite sure why some of my searches caused it to have what amounted to a synaptic meltdown.

Which means I have to dig out the old dual turntable and the vinyl because I have a need to hear New York City by the Demics.

And I won't be downloading it illegally - my son has too many friends who are exceptional musicians trying to make it - so I like to help them by buying my music rather than stealing it.

In the meantime, my presentation .docx is still open. There actually IS some writing present.

Really.

Ciao