2. I found myself absent-mindedly singing along with the music in London Drugs today. If I have to have this stuck in my head, so do you.
I don't know which was worse: that I still knew all the lyrics after 30+ years or that I became aware of my singing because I was on-the-spot dancing along to it. Thankfully, the aisle I was in was empty.
3. This may be my new favourite video (language warning):
Story time! My cousin from Cork moved to New York in the early 90s for a job working on early voice recognition technology. After a couple of weeks, he was politely told that he had to stop testing the system because his accent kept throwing off the reading. I laugh every time I tell that story. (What does a Cork accent sound like? Well, I'm happy you asked!)