I moved to Los Angeles in 1960 when I was 8 years old. One of my first memories was the following jingle for Stanley Chevrolet:
(Sung to the tune of the Stanley Chevrolet Jingle)
Stanley, Stanley, Stanley Chevrolet.
Two blocks off the Santa Ana Freeway,
11980 East Firestone, Stanley Chevrolet!
62 years later the words and music are still embedded in my memory like the “Earworm from Hell!” It makes me wonder what I did not do because the section of my brain that stored the jingle was not available for research and development. I may have discovered a cure for the eyelid twitch; done better in college and gotten into grad school, earning an advanced degree in English Literature, qualifying me for jobs like shift manager at McDonalds or cellphone sales; or perhaps become a Physicist and moved String Theory from theoretical to…to…to whatever the opposite of theoretical is, beating out Sheldon Cooper for The Nobel Prize.
Damn You Stanley Chevrolet!
PS: I did make some progress on String Theory. I found the largest ball of string is located in Dawrin, MN. It weighs 17,400 pounds, is twelve feet in diameter, and was the creation of Francis A. Johnson.