I stand corrected. It is not, as I wrote in my previous post, the town of Glocca Morra that mysteriously appears every 100 years. As anyone who has not had three glasses of whisky knows, it is Brigadoon.
This error was delicately pointed out on my Facebook page by a dedicated reader and friend who not only called me “dude” but also suggested a Lerner and Loewe marathon as penance.
The post in question has been corrected, of course, but this penance thing might be going too far. Isn’t it enough to have had “How Are Things In Glocca Morra?” stuck in my head for three days? Must I also suffer the repetition of tunes from musicals like “My Fair Lady” and “Paint Your Wagon”?
Never mind the fact that I already do.
Making mistakes is a part of life. Owning up to, and correcting them, is the right thing to do but this situation also presented me with the opportunity for some seriously manly introspection. In this case, such manly introspection was facilitated by a walk in the woods and, as fate would have it, another Lerner and Loewe song got stuck in my head.
Mark Twain, in “Punch, Brothers, Punch”, suggested that the best way to get rid of an earworm was to transfer it to someone else. With that in mind, I am happy to share that song with you, featuring Clint Eastwood, walking in the woods and doing some seriously manly introspection of his own (after the ad, of course).
You’re welcome.
The View from Fish in a Barrel Pond 
“I Talk to the Trees” from Paint Your Wagon. Love that movie!! And, here you go: “What a day this has been, what a rare mood I’m in, why it’s almost like being in love!” Lol! 😀
Curse you, Don Bastian!
Quill;
I can only imagine you humming that Lerner and Loewe classic tune whilst you are casting about Fish In A Barrel Pond!! 😀
Could be worse… A couple years ago a friend and I were on a multi-day wilderness float trip. Late on the first day he started humming “Afternoon Delight” by the Starland Vocal Band. By the end of the third day, I could have killed him. By the end of the trip I WOULD have killed him but for two things:
A: he had secreted the truck keys against just such an eventuality, and B: I like his wife, and I’ve never been good at lying.
BTW, I love Paint Your Wagon. Arguably the best role ever for Lee Marvin. Back when I was guiding, whenever I had a client who did something beyond the bounds of what might be considered “normal stupidity,” I would always hear his gravely, disgusted voice in my head saying “Farmers…” Never failed to ease the pain.
My favorite Lee Marvin line from “Paint Your Wagon” is, after the town starts to collapse into the gold miner’s tunnels, when the preacher falls through in front of Lee’s desk, and he says, “Hello Parson! Welcome to Hell!”
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