Well this challenge seemed pretty easy . . .
On arriving at work, the last song on the radio was still ringing in my head. But it was a commercial jingle.
“Oh, oh, oh, O’Reilly . . . “
I wondered if advertising slogans count. I decided to ponder that until my lunch break when I could start this post you’re now reading.
Driving home for my midday break, there was another song on the radio. I no longer needed to decide whether a commercial fit the bill as the last song I heard. I realized it was now an actual song.
“‘Cause I’m a fool for the city
I’m a fool for the city
Fool for the city
I’m a fool for the city . . . “
The new plan was to quickly post the song while eating my lunch.
Except . . . my laptop froze up. So did my phone. I ate my lunch while watching my devices spinning their tires in the quagmire. So much for the Foghat tune.
My mind was mush after working ten hours in a new-software-enhanced chaos. I pushed the pop radio button on my presets. Some song was playing for which I would remember the lyrics, Google it, then post it as my last listened-to song. After walking in the front door, I quickly sorted the mail, put the dog outside and practiced some yoga. And yes . . . the words I had committed to memory were lost forever.
There I sat in front of the keyboard, wondering how I can hear a song to post it as the last song I heard. It is very possible I take these challenges too seriously. In the eleventh hour, I turned on the radio in a do-or-die effort to post today’s challenge.
I’ve had enough for one day. Goodnight, Dear Reader.
Peace . . .