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stunningflowermachinesHaving a song stuck in your head doesn't necessarily mean anything -- sometimes it just means that you're thinking about music.
Sometimes, though, when a song sticks in your head, it's because of a frustrated obsession. Sometimes your brain can't move forward so it lingers on a song. Sometimes some phrase or another lodges itself in your brain-meat like a dandelion seed stuck to your shirt, and then it carries the whole song through with it, shouting for attention and satisfaction that may or may not exist.
Such is the cost for having a brain. Sometimes you can do something about it, and sometimes you cannot.
Having a song stuck in your head that does not exist -- sounds that can be made only in the perceptions and never in the air itself -- is a much bigger problem. For that, you need these brownies.
Brownie Recipe to Get Imaginary Music Out of Your Head
Sometimes, though, when a song sticks in your head, it's because of a frustrated obsession. Sometimes your brain can't move forward so it lingers on a song. Sometimes some phrase or another lodges itself in your brain-meat like a dandelion seed stuck to your shirt, and then it carries the whole song through with it, shouting for attention and satisfaction that may or may not exist.
Such is the cost for having a brain. Sometimes you can do something about it, and sometimes you cannot.
Having a song stuck in your head that does not exist -- sounds that can be made only in the perceptions and never in the air itself -- is a much bigger problem. For that, you need these brownies.
Brownie Recipe to Get Imaginary Music Out of Your Head
1/2 cup butter
1 cup white sugar
2 eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
1/2 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon baking powder
Former U.S. President Richard Millhouse Nixon
Preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit. Do not preheat to a Celsius or Centigrade temperature as this may cause metric catastrophe. Grease and flour an eight-inch square pan. Melt the butter in a large saucepan. Remove from heat quickly and jealously, then stire sugar, eggs, and vanilla into the butter. Get a beater and add cocoa, flour, salt, and baking powder. Spread batter into prepared pan. Bake half an hour. Ask Mr. Nixon what he is doing in your kitchen and hey, isn't he supposed to be dead? If your electric beater has two metal beater-head things, lick one and offer the other to Tricky Dick. If it has only one, just wash it off instead.
Serves an undisclosed number of people.