Last night, a friend told me that he and a buddy in Arkansas started sending each other text messages jamming two song titles together – “Tangled Up in Blue Suede Shoes,” “You Really Got Me and Mrs. Jones” – and how the text exchange became obsessive, morphing into more complex interpolations of titles – “Where the Streets of Your Town Have No Name,” “Something in the Air That I Breathe”. After he told me about this, we’d both periodically interrupt whatever we were talking about to bark out another one: “New Girl in a Town Called Malice,” “Ventura Highway to Hell.” Now I find it compulsive as well. While driving to work and listening to WTIX, I’d come up with one for the song on the radio – “Show and Tell Me Something Good” when Al Wilson’s hit came up – even though there was no one in the car with me.

Now see if you can resist doing it too.