Too Good To Be True

These sorts of "coincidences" are just strange. Meaningless, maybe - or so the circumstances seem - but weird nonetheless.

Last night I started watching a movie on Netflix as I waited for Casey to get home from work, too tired to do anything productive. Finding a movie on Netflix is a challenge sometimes - at least, one you want to spend time on at that moment. I happened on a movie that was, despite its star power, totally obscure to me. It was called "Conspiracy Theory" and it had Mel Gibson and Julia Roberts in it. I got through about 25 minutes of it and turned it off, aware now of why it was relatively obscure.

But one of the early scenes in the movie had Gibson stalking Roberts and watching her workout on a treadmill through his binoculars. He determined she was singing, and scanned through the radio channels in his taxi cab to find she was singing along with the old Franki Valli song "Can't Take My Eyes Off of You". It was just too good to be true.

I hadn't heard that song in years. Decades, maybe. Of course, like any old song you grew up listening to - or at least hearing a lot - everything came right back to me, and I was able to sing right along. Well, lip synch anyway.

So here it is the next morning, Sunday, and I am at work of all things. Route maps, getting ready for the start of school. All alone, so I put on some tunes. Pandora on my cell phone, just me and the tunes plugging away, connecting the dots, processing Google Maps files when...

You can probably guess. Franki Valli and the Four Seasons. "Can't Take My Eyes Off of You".

Twice in less than 12 hours.

Back to work now...