My current earworm (for the past several days) is "Delia's Gone," the old murder ballad as sung by Johnny Cash. Just one more in a long series of dangerous songs to sing aloud.

I think it started back in 5th grade or so. I distinctly remember walking down the hallway singing Helen Reddy's "I am Woman, Hear Me Roar." Hardly the best thing for my already-baseline reputation.

Last night, as Little Brother was having a hard time going to sleep, I sung "Delia's Gone" to him. He seemed to enjoy it. Good thing he doesn't know what the words mean.