{"id":10281,"date":"2011-11-17T10:14:02","date_gmt":"2011-11-17T15:14:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rocktownhall.com\/blogs\/?p=10281"},"modified":"2011-11-17T12:45:20","modified_gmt":"2011-11-17T17:45:20","slug":"read-my-mind-if-you-dare","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rocktownhall.com\/blogs\/read-my-mind-if-you-dare\/","title":{"rendered":"Read My Mind\u2026 If You Dare!"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Oh, shut up already<\/p><\/div>\n

It’s funny how you can be very happily married to somebody and still have significant behavioral differences that ought to drive you ape-shit crazy.<\/p>\n

My wife, for example, is perfectly happy to sit and stare out the car window for hours at a time — whereas I require a fairly steady stream of conversational blather to stay happy (and awake). In order to bridge the gap between our preferences, and give us something to talk about, I frequently insist that we play a stupid game as I drive. Many of these, you probably know: \u00a0“20 Questions,” “Ghost,” a non-Rock version of perennial RTH favorite “Last Man Standing.” But I am the proud inventor of another, lesser known, particularly idiotic game, somewhat awkwardly entitled “Guess What Song I Have In My Head for 20 Dollars.” It’s this game that I bring to RTH today, under the slightly cooler brand “Read My Mind.”<\/p>\n

Here’s how the game works when my wife and I are on hour 6 of a 9-hour drive:<\/p>\n

HVB: Hey, Catherine, guess what song I have in my head!<\/p>\n

C: Sigh. \u00a0Do I have to?<\/p>\n

HVB: Come on, guess. \u00a0I’ll give you 20 dollars if you guess without a clue!<\/p>\n

C:\u00a0How on Earth am I supposed to know what song you have in your head?!<\/p>\n

HVB: That’s why it’s worth 20 bucks! \u00a0If you don’t get it on the first guess, I give you a clue, and the prize money gets cut in half. You guess again. If you guess right, you get 10 dollars.\u00a0You guess wrong, you get another clue, and the prize money gets cut in half, to five dollars.\u00a0And so on.<\/p>\n

C:\u00a0Groan. Seriously?<\/p>\n

HVB: Come onnnnnn… I gotta keep my eyes open. Come on, guess!<\/p>\n

C: Okay, “Love to Love You Baby.”<\/p>\n

HVB: (affecting best Alex Trebek impersonation, much to Catherine’s irritation) Oh, no, I’m soh-ryyyyy. For 10 dollars… this song was popular in the 1970s.<\/p>\n

C: Uh… “Torn Between Two Lovers.”<\/p>\n

HVB: Good guess, but NO. \u00a0For five bucks: this song was an unexpected foray into disco music by a major rock artist.<\/p>\n

C: Hmm… Oh, “Some Girls” by the Rolling Stones!<\/p>\n

HVB: (barely concealing scorn) I think you mean “Miss You,” but (cheering up) wrong again! For $2.50 — this band starred in their own TV movie.<\/p>\n

C: Oh, come on! How am I supposed to know? I don’t obsess over that stuff like you do!<\/p>\n

HVB: Guess, come on!<\/p>\n

C:\u00a0I don’t know, the Partridge Family.<\/p>\n

HVB: Now you’re not even trying.<\/p>\n

C:\u00a0Honey, I don’t know!<\/p>\n

HVB: You give up?<\/p>\n

C:\u00a0(rolling her eyes) Yes, I give up.<\/p>\n

HVB: (gleefully) It’s “I Was Made for Loving You” by KISS!<\/p>\n

C: That’s nice dear.<\/p>\n

Now, in fairness to my ever-tolerant wife, she frequently sticks it out until the very end of the game, when the “prize” goes down to 12 and a half cents or something, and the clues get ridiculously easy. I reckon you guys will be a bit more eager, and a lot more rock trivia-savvy.\u00a0But the prize remains the same!\u00a0I promise to mail you however much money you win by being the first to guess the song inside my head.\u00a0Each clue will halve the prize money — so be smart with your guesses.\u00a0One guess per Townsman, per clue round.<\/p>\n

Are you ready? For 20 dollars — and no clue, in this first round — can you guess what song is inside my head?<\/p>\n

I look forward to your responses.<\/p>\n

HVB<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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