It's the silly pleasures in life.
Riding the airplane, over five hours of flight. In one of those seats just under the monitor, making it too close to comfortably watch the movie, and the next screen too far to see clearly. Loud kid a few seats back, talkative guy one seat over, the usual.
So the decision is to sleep -- or at least zone out to make the time passage bearable.
Oh, earphones are free on this flight. Plug in to hear what's on the radio.
Find a station playing something called the "Macaroni and Cheese Song." Not a fan of the food (I call it "Smack Baloney and Sneeze," much to my wife's chagrin), but digging the song.
Next up is an ode to the glories of chocolate milk. I'm liking this station. Realize before long it is XM Kids. My decades past their demographic don't matter; this is the perfect noise to take my mind off the things of this earth.
But what really floated my boat was two songs that popped up later in the flight.
A rock band cover of "The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything."
Yep, a cover.
By a rock band.
If you don't know "Pirates," well, you probably aren't in college or spend time near five year olds. It is a Veggie Tale song, wherein a cucumber, a potato, and a grape regale the listener with their tales of... well, not doing anything.
And then, shortly before landing, the station plays "Great Big World" from the Hoodwinked soundtrack.
Yep, my friend Cory's movie lives on, even though the soundtrack is not officially available anymore. You can't stop the signal.
But more importantly, it made me smile.
Just my thoughts,