Sitting here surfing through my usual after-work email and web haunts, and noticed I was singing a little ditty to myself:
Happy Feet, keep thinking Happy Feet
Think about toes you'd like to move
If you can't move your toes
You've got to buy new shoes
How you gonna ever buy new shoes?
If you don't think Happy
Then you're gonna have sore feet.
How you ever gonna paint toenails?
It is nice to think of Our Human Brain as the finest moment yet of either Divine Creation or Evolution. Most of the time Our Human Brain is really a primordial stew slow-cooking on low heat in the Cosmic Crockpot. It's just a way to use up those sound-bite leftovers to create some "savory" new entree that doesn't really do it for anyone. Store it in Tupperware in the fridge. Throw it away in about ten days without guilt (or your money back).
These lyrics are from a little-known collaboration of Oscar Hammerstein and Dr. Scholl in the tradition of all Great American Musicals. Sure, much of it was borrowed from South Pacific and the "Think System" of Professor Harold Hill in Music Man. The same could be said of the next song in the uncut production:
I'm gonna think that ache right outta my toes,
and lay around all day...
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